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❛ Of all I have heard about Ellen MacKenzie Fraser , ❜ one uttered the name carefully, the dark blue orbs staring the waterfall near the spot they were resting on the grass. he had never given her a name, yet Brianna judged it was the time to name the woman in question. ❛ besdies Da’s words, yours are the loveliest of them all, because you loved her.❜ sparing him a glance once silent, she couldn’t fight the urge to not inquire more.  ❛ . . . am I too much like her? I’m aware we’re alike physically, I have seen her portrait. though, I have to ask.❜

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Wrist: Fear of losing you

Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

It was rare to find a moment of quiet -- true quiet -- where Ben’s mind was at ease, and wasn’t racing with a thousand tumultuous, ever-present thoughts. But as he laid there in a field with Gemma at his side, it was the closest thing to peace he’d found in months.

Slowly, almost hesitant in her touch, Ben felt the gentle brush of her fingertips over his wrist. He caught hold of her hand in his, gently interlacing their fingers while turning to look at her. “I’m afraid it’ll take quite a bit to get rid of me,” he teased. “I’ve been told I have the resilience of a cockroach, and I’m twice as detestable.”

Expression softening, he moved to speak again, but her other hand brushed over his knee. A lump formed in his throat and he nodded. Yes, he wanted to agree, I know. With as much as he snapped at her over the months, and held her out at arm’s length, Ben knew that Gemma would always hold a place upon the throne in his heart.

"I ain’t.” Hades looks at his wife, and raises his eyebrows slightly at her. “It ain’t early. I’m right on time. Ain’t my fault you ain’t ready.” The severe look on his face fades after a moment longer before he grins, closing the space between them and lifting her up to spin her as he hugs her. 

“I missed ya’.”

         “stop lookin’ at me like that.” persephone says, probably a bit too sharply - she’s nursing one hell of a headache, face pressed to the bar as she wills the surface to alleviate some of the ache in her throbbing skull. least the room ain’t spinning nearly so much. her fingers twitch, flexing, half desperate to reach over for one of the bottles that are well within reach. she don’t know how much more resolve she can have. she sips from a glass of water that’s gone tepid, ice all melted and lukewarm. 

He looked at her, the rest of the Crown Keepers had been occupied by other Air Ashari in Zephra, and just other things for the time being as he was called upon by Keyleth. For as much as he trusted his friends, within their short time traveling together, he had not told them everything, nor did he think he would or could. He didn’t think his position would ever fully allow for that. “You’ll have to excuse my bluntness, but something tells me you knew what would happen when I left.”