No Shame in This Walk

She was paying a great deal of attention to Artorias at the moment, and she noticed the way he closed his eyes and took a steadying breath. Perhaps she should not have admitted to wishing for his appearance. She felt an urge to reach forward herself and touch his cheek, but could not bring herself to be so forward. She did glance up at him again however, offering an apology in her eyes.

“I understand, my Lord. I am happy here, with you and Briar as my Master and Mistress, truly.” She promised him. She opened her maw to make other promises, but closed it again. Perhaps it would change some time in her future, but right now fighting back wasn’t in her nature.

“I’m glad it helped, Artorias. Can I offer you anything else?” she asked, wishing to delay his leaving for as long as she could.