“You’re hiding a painful burden.”
He looked up from the tea to rest chartreuse eyes on the small woman. Lips turned into a wry smile before he exhaled and closed his eyes.
“An understatement if I have ever heard one,” he murmured quietly. Though he had always tried to maintain the image of strength and stability he found small moments where a crack in his armor would show through to what lay beneath. A man who had seen hell and back, who had been made to question his beliefs, his faith, his loyalties and himself. To be fair he had not been expecting to run into her here, nor anyone. The small tavern and restaurant was well away from Limsa proper and yet here she stood.
Hermenost gave a small sigh and moved slightly to gesture to the seat beside him at the small table, “I shall not trouble you with the weight of my transgressions. Instead please, sit and share a cup of tea with me. It is a relaxing and soothing hobby I came to enjoy quite some time ago.”
A motion was made to the barkeep for another cup and a new pot of tea which were soon enough placed upon the table. Money exchanged and again the two were left to themselves. With a skill borne from many times doing it Hermenost prepared another cup of tea and gently set it before her.
“Please, enjoy.”
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