[He jumps slightly at her touch, only because it was unexpected, but then relaxes and grasps her hand.]
I cannot rest. [Unbidden, the thoughts and memories arise from the last week. Too tired for words--images, really, of the inside of the brig, the minutes ticking by the way elves seldom notice. Trapped like a rat. Anything could have been done to him. The corsair prisoners had been murdered in that place. Helplessness is not something he reacts well to.]
In my dreams, there is one who comes to steal my memories. Twice now it has happened. I found him once and he escaped me and I fear his retribution. I should not burden you further, Lady. It is not yours.
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I cannot rest. [Unbidden, the thoughts and memories arise from the last week. Too tired for words--images, really, of the inside of the brig, the minutes ticking by the way elves seldom notice. Trapped like a rat. Anything could have been done to him. The corsair prisoners had been murdered in that place. Helplessness is not something he reacts well to.]
In my dreams, there is one who comes to steal my memories. Twice now it has happened. I found him once and he escaped me and I fear his retribution. I should not burden you further, Lady. It is not yours.