sacrifice what you are for what you can become
Henry's face flushed again at her sincere appreciation for the coat, his hand coming up to rub the back of his head as he looked away sheepishly (ha-ha, get it?). "Of course.." he finally smiled back at her warm gaze.
But the conversation moved along, towards how she could "repay" him. He pressed through the blush and the shyness - which was rare for him to feel. Not that Aisha would know that, because she made him feel all over the place ever since they'd met. Not that he'd ever tell her that but, eh... well, she was smart, wasn't she? Henry figured she had plenty of her own admirers, and - anyway - he was just the underestimated farmboy with a crush. Regardless of that, though, the coat was a gift of friendship - and teaching him how to fight was what he wanted most from her at that moment in time. The rest could fall away, for now...
Not that that would stop him from flirting with her, though. Because what's the harm in that? She called him picky and he laughed, a heartfelt reaction.
"I can't wait to meet her," he winked, smiling, "I was planning on visiting, anyway. Swordfighting with you again will give me more motivation to make some time, regardless of whatever else is going on."
"You'll never quite be able to get rid of me, though," he teased, "you'll have to take me out to Torchline and feed me to the sharks first." Which, actually, was a real fear of his (spoiler alert).
But the conversation moved along, towards how she could "repay" him. He pressed through the blush and the shyness - which was rare for him to feel. Not that Aisha would know that, because she made him feel all over the place ever since they'd met. Not that he'd ever tell her that but, eh... well, she was smart, wasn't she? Henry figured she had plenty of her own admirers, and - anyway - he was just the underestimated farmboy with a crush. Regardless of that, though, the coat was a gift of friendship - and teaching him how to fight was what he wanted most from her at that moment in time. The rest could fall away, for now...
Not that that would stop him from flirting with her, though. Because what's the harm in that? She called him picky and he laughed, a heartfelt reaction.
"I can't wait to meet her," he winked, smiling, "I was planning on visiting, anyway. Swordfighting with you again will give me more motivation to make some time, regardless of whatever else is going on."
"You'll never quite be able to get rid of me, though," he teased, "you'll have to take me out to Torchline and feed me to the sharks first." Which, actually, was a real fear of his (spoiler alert).
HENRY
