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[chroimilis]

That was an unpleasant experience. [ Someone's just returned to the land of the living. During the Dark Hour. Judging from the sounds in the background, she might have her Persona out in her defense. ] Just as unpleasant as my revival. Tell me, murderer, do you boast about making a fool of the daughter of Cormac mac Airt? Then I welcome you to test your luck a second time. For this time I will not stand as princess, but instead as the warrior that I am.

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[croibhristeoir]

...you have always, always had that from me.

[chroimilis]

I haven't.

[croibhristeoir]

Grainne, I love you. And it is because I love you that I wanted you to distance yourself from me--there is nothing I can do for you anymore. Nothing save only for causing you pain.

[chroimilis]

Stop. [ Her voice is firm, growing more resolute as he continues. ] Just stop with that. Should I not be able to tell you if I am happy or not? You say you wish to distance yourself from me because you love me and I only allow you to do the same because I love you. This is all very naive and childlike in nature.

[croibhristeoir]

...then what is it that we should do about this?

[chroimilis]

You are the one with two loves in this realm, Diarmuid. Is it not up to you to decide?

[croibhristeoir]

I don't...I don't know, Grainne. I had no intention of acting on anything I felt for her, but I can not change that those sentiments exist. Would you truly wish to be at my side knowing that?

[chroimilis]

I do not know myself, Diarmuid. All I know is it's cold and I am scared on my own. I have tried to brave the unknown in your absence, but it has only resulted in agony.

[croibhristeoir]

If you would have me at your side, then I will be there. But I can't--...I fear you deserve better than I can give.

[chroimilis]

Then... can we at least be friends in this place? I fear being alone.

[croibhristeoir]

...I would like that, Grainne.

[He managed the smallest smile at that.]

Neither of us need to be alone, at any rate.

[chroimilis]

Then... that is settled at least.

[croibhristeoir]

I'm sorry. It...was never my intention to hurt you.

[chroimilis]

Of course not. You thought I was... [ That she wasn't in love with him. ] Never mind all of that.

[croibhristeoir]

As you wish, Grainne.

Would you...I mean, if you would like to...I have enough space in my hotel room for two people, sh-should you wish to...

[chroimilis]

I would like that. [ She'll pause to consider his words. ] So long as you were comfortable with it.

[croibhristeoir]

I am. Having you with me would be no small source of comfort--it gets far too quiet far too often when I am on my own.

[chroimilis]

Can we go ... can we go back home then? Er, it would be home, right?

[croibhristeoir]

Yes, I suppose it would be. We can go right now, if you would like to.

[chroimilis]

[ Holding out her hand towards him. ]

Let's go then.

[croibhristeoir]

[He took her hand with a small smile, leading her back in the direction of the hotel.]

[chroimilis]

[ Falling in step beside him, her shoulder will brush up against his body, oddly content with just this. ]