[ Turning her body, she tilts her head to look at him. Even with his vampirism returned, even with the knowledge that he could slide close to her and bite her, steal her blood and rob her of her life, she is not afraid of him. If that is what he wished, she could not fault him for it; it is his nature, as much as the craving for flesh is in her own, learning to accept it as part of who she is. It was easier, when Matthew was here, but now...
Lifting her hand, she reaches to touch his face, then hesitates. She sleeps with her gloves on, there is no way that her touch would harm him, but she is not sure of her welcome, and would wait for him to draw her close and seek her, if that is his wish. She is here to provide whatever comfort he might desire, her heart on her sleeve for a man who means so much to her. It is strange to think that it happened so swiftly, but...
They understand one another.
Voice quiet, she tilts her head up to gaze at him. ]
You have been loved for so long, and they have been taken from you. But you do not have to be alone as I was.
[ When her mother had died. When she had been abandoned, alone, to rot in a forest. When her life had been ripped from her small, fragile hands. ]
I would not let you be alone, Armand. Whenever you feel it, I will be here. I do not know if it helps.
[ Lauralae cannot erase the feelings inside of him, cannot help him adjust to loneliness and isolation - but she can do something to ease the heartache of it, as best she can. ]
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[ Turning her body, she tilts her head to look at him. Even with his vampirism returned, even with the knowledge that he could slide close to her and bite her, steal her blood and rob her of her life, she is not afraid of him. If that is what he wished, she could not fault him for it; it is his nature, as much as the craving for flesh is in her own, learning to accept it as part of who she is. It was easier, when Matthew was here, but now...
Lifting her hand, she reaches to touch his face, then hesitates. She sleeps with her gloves on, there is no way that her touch would harm him, but she is not sure of her welcome, and would wait for him to draw her close and seek her, if that is his wish. She is here to provide whatever comfort he might desire, her heart on her sleeve for a man who means so much to her. It is strange to think that it happened so swiftly, but...
They understand one another.
Voice quiet, she tilts her head up to gaze at him. ]
You have been loved for so long, and they have been taken from you. But you do not have to be alone as I was.
[ When her mother had died. When she had been abandoned, alone, to rot in a forest. When her life had been ripped from her small, fragile hands. ]
I would not let you be alone, Armand. Whenever you feel it, I will be here. I do not know if it helps.
[ Lauralae cannot erase the feelings inside of him, cannot help him adjust to loneliness and isolation - but she can do something to ease the heartache of it, as best she can. ]