[He takes the offered hands, closing his own around them and taking care not to put too much of the burden on her as he gets to his feet— the assistance is certainly appreciated, going a long way to help him maintain his balance, and admittedly, he feels weaker than he would like. Here, further from Mystra's reach, the discomfort the orb has always caused him remains persistent as ever, though it's only now that he realizes it has, perhaps, grown moreso in the time he's been away. A gradual change, but change nonetheless.]
I have no doubt you'll be the soul of discretion. I would hate to cause anyone alarm.
[Once more, he is all warmth, his smile genuine despite the painful display he'd given her only a few short minutes before. Even with the nagging discomfort that he's sure will follow for awhile yet, it is difficult to dwell on the ever-present burden when he still feels so deeply touched by the offer she had made.
Back on his feet in full, his hold on her hands remains, lingering.]
Even if a solution cannot be found... I do want you to know that it means a great deal to me that you offered. I have exhausted my resources in Faerun, trying to find a way to undo what I've done. I accept the consequences of my actions, but that you want to help me— that, I will not forget, regardless of the result.
[Amelia doesn't let go of Gale's hands as he stands up until she gives them a reassuring squeeze and draws back. His warm and genuine smile does something strange to her, making her heart twist. She bites her lower lip and casts her gaze down again.
She shouldn't be projecting.]
I'll see what I can do. After all that you told me, I have to at least try.
[And lord knows, that Amelia is good at trying and trying, and surviving despite it all.]
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I have no doubt you'll be the soul of discretion. I would hate to cause anyone alarm.
[Once more, he is all warmth, his smile genuine despite the painful display he'd given her only a few short minutes before. Even with the nagging discomfort that he's sure will follow for awhile yet, it is difficult to dwell on the ever-present burden when he still feels so deeply touched by the offer she had made.
Back on his feet in full, his hold on her hands remains, lingering.]
Even if a solution cannot be found... I do want you to know that it means a great deal to me that you offered. I have exhausted my resources in Faerun, trying to find a way to undo what I've done. I accept the consequences of my actions, but that you want to help me— that, I will not forget, regardless of the result.
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She shouldn't be projecting.]
I'll see what I can do. After all that you told me, I have to at least try.
[And lord knows, that Amelia is good at trying and trying, and surviving despite it all.]