[ Behind the barrier of his shirt, warmed beneath the weight pressed against his torso, Zephirin's heartbeat is steady within his breast. His hand settles atop Francel's head once more.
Francel is eager, desperate to please for fear of abandonment, and unfortunately his new friend does not wear his heart on his sleeve. ]
What concealed wants do you believe me to harbour, Joacin?
[ He cannot promise never to leave — there is no returning from Halone's halls. ]
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Francel is eager, desperate to please for fear of abandonment, and unfortunately his new friend does not wear his heart on his sleeve. ]
What concealed wants do you believe me to harbour, Joacin?
[ He cannot promise never to leave — there is no returning from Halone's halls. ]