Her question brought a soft warmth to his cheeks. "Soh, if I could know how you were feeling every second of every day, I would, if only so I could make sure you were more often happy than not." He smiled at her, pulling the bag from his arm so he could prepare the offering they'd brought. It was a collection of small lights they could set around the base of the trunk, ones that would glow softly without burning, illuminating and worshiping the goddess in the dark of the forest.
He crouched to begin pulling them out when the request finally sank in. Realizing suddenly that she may not want him to know that much all the time, that she may want her emotions to be something more private, he backtracked. "But if that's not something you're comfortable with..." She'd offered to stay with him, but it was something else to peek into her mind like that. He lowered his head a moment, picking out what exactly he needed to know that she was safe when he wasn't there. "Perhaps just something for danger would work? Like an alarm bell?"
He crouched to begin pulling them out when the request finally sank in. Realizing suddenly that she may not want him to know that much all the time, that she may want her emotions to be something more private, he backtracked. "But if that's not something you're comfortable with..." She'd offered to stay with him, but it was something else to peek into her mind like that. He lowered his head a moment, picking out what exactly he needed to know that she was safe when he wasn't there. "Perhaps just something for danger would work? Like an alarm bell?"
Zavien
