[Syrlya averts his gaze. He doesn't like these raw feelings getting dug up repeatedly tonight. He liked them tucked away and buried, refused light or air lest the fester.]
It isn't requited. They should have been known to no one.
[But they were, and Trahearne doubted him again. Like those nightmares, Syrlya hasn't been enough to earn his trust.] Not even Adelis. I only want to help him.
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It isn't requited. They should have been known to no one.
[But they were, and Trahearne doubted him again. Like those nightmares, Syrlya hasn't been enough to earn his trust.] Not even Adelis. I only want to help him.