Emryc was silent again as Renfry stumbled over her words. He crossed his arms over his chest, his face blank and still devoid of anger. He let her finish, quietly studying her face. She was calm and somehow flustered at the same time in some fascinating way.
“Then you have everything you could want from me, yes?” He asked simply. Emryc still didn’t quite understand this topic. Why was simply saying a few words so dramatically important? Did they not engage in activities like any lovers would? Emryc didn’t voice his confusion, simply staring at her.
“So I fail to see the source of all your suffering as a result of my mere existence,” He stated quite bluntly. It had been the case for years now and this was the first time he was openly addressing it. Emryc normally didn’t care whatsoever and never bothered to broach the topic. However, her actions in seeking him out in the village and assisting him had fundamentally shifted some things around.