"I'll be happy to," Cyril replied. He took the book back but held it carefully in your hands. "Do you want to keep this?" he asked "It's terrible, and it could get you into trouble, but I won't tell if you do."
The offer was tempting and Ellana weighed it over in her mind for approximately a second before taking it back.
"I can hide it and take it out into the forest to read," she said decisively. If he said it was awful, it probably was, but it was a story about a human and an elf, and she wanted to see how it ended.
Cyril gave her a sweet smile and handed the book back to her. It wasn't really a gift, he told himself. Not in the sense that other Dalish would consider it. Just more of a small comfort. It was a secret, an acknowledgement that they both had similar interests. Hers might have been more romantic than his, but it was still important, he thought, that she knew she had a safe place to talk about it. If she needed it.
"I should get some sleep," he said. "There's an early morning hunt and I've already stayed up for too late to be of use." That wasn't true, of course. Cyril wouldn't have gone out if he had thought he'd be useless in the morning. It was simply easier to make fun of himself than acknowledge that there was any sort of meaning behind his actions. He didn't do well with that sort of thing.
Ellana squeezed the book to her chest, pleased she could add it to her hidden trove of trinkets that Gavin had given her. She was always interested in the things the humans made, even if they were just little figurines the same as any Dalish could make.
"You say that, but I'm sure you'll be the one to bring back the most. Good night." She was going to stay up a bit longer, just to see how the book began.
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"It's all right. Maybe someday..." Her voice trailed off, since she wasn't sure she believed it. It was what she hoped for, though.
"Well, until then, I can just listen to all your stories!"
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"I can hide it and take it out into the forest to read," she said decisively. If he said it was awful, it probably was, but it was a story about a human and an elf, and she wanted to see how it ended.
"Thank you."
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"I should get some sleep," he said. "There's an early morning hunt and I've already stayed up for too late to be of use." That wasn't true, of course. Cyril wouldn't have gone out if he had thought he'd be useless in the morning. It was simply easier to make fun of himself than acknowledge that there was any sort of meaning behind his actions. He didn't do well with that sort of thing.
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"You say that, but I'm sure you'll be the one to bring back the most. Good night." She was going to stay up a bit longer, just to see how the book began.