High Lonesome

He wouldn't actively search for his gaze, but he wouldn't miss that she had not sought his face during their encounter. He wouldn't let himself linger on the thought though, his focus on adorning her with tender affections as she decided on an answer. He had only taken a glimpse of her world, and he hated that she hurt so much, and he hated even further that he had been unable to help her. Though he was pleased to know that he could convince her to walk, he'd even receive a visual confirmation in a nod as she found her feet.

Of course he'd not expected her to lead them anywhere. If she walked at his side for the rest of eternity he would be happy though. The feeling of her close beside him, he'd lift himself to his full height not willing to relinquish his close proximity to her frail form. A pleased purr would bubble up within his chest as he nosed her shoulder affectionately as he took a first step. "I love you, Novella." He'd whisper as he offered her a smile that she might not have seen due to her eye placement. It was still there in his voice though.

There were many placed he could have taken her, a thousand even, but he sought out that first place. He was going to take her back to the shrine that had first brought them together. Maybe leaving Threar for a few hours would help cleanse her, maybe even bathe in the fountain. Yes, a tiny vacation for his worn out love.