He doesn't argue that she should laugh as she pleases. That he loves her laughter, loves her, and she should enjoy what little freedoms they are afforded. It's the way of her people, her custom, and he understands now the reason she holds herself in check so often.
Still. He closes his eyes and wishes things were different, for both of them.
"We've had to learn to be different people, here."
"We have. I do not think they always know just how different when they tell us to simply change, adapt to what other people do like it was ever that easy."
Finally, she stops working his back and moves her hand to simply rub down his arms to help the blood flow in his limbs. Wriggling back on his hips some to do the same along his spine and hips.
"But as hard as each day is, I know I have you to come home to. It's like a drink of cool water when my lips are dry and my throat is parched."
A soft groan eases out of him as the touch turns smoother, gentler, nerve-endings buzzing in a low thrum in a way that says he'll soon be well and truly out.
"You have me...and Jacob. And I have the two of you. I think we can handle most anything, so long as we have one another," he murmurs in reply. There's another too, but forming words around that is still--
"We can. I know we can. Hope shall be our most precious flower, I know, in this garden of ours. A gift I can never repay you for."
She knew he would not last much longer after such a long day, and the way that she was blessed it seems, to help him relax and find comfort. Finally, now that she is sure his body won't punish him so much tomorrow, she moves off him. Not forcing him up, but just laying herself down next to him.
"It is time for you to sleep, my love. Nothing else. Sleep and let me hold you while you do. That is all you have to do, here."
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Still. He closes his eyes and wishes things were different, for both of them.
"We've had to learn to be different people, here."
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Finally, she stops working his back and moves her hand to simply rub down his arms to help the blood flow in his limbs. Wriggling back on his hips some to do the same along his spine and hips.
"But as hard as each day is, I know I have you to come home to. It's like a drink of cool water when my lips are dry and my throat is parched."
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"You have me...and Jacob. And I have the two of you. I think we can handle most anything, so long as we have one another," he murmurs in reply. There's another too, but forming words around that is still--
Complicated.
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She knew he would not last much longer after such a long day, and the way that she was blessed it seems, to help him relax and find comfort. Finally, now that she is sure his body won't punish him so much tomorrow, she moves off him. Not forcing him up, but just laying herself down next to him.
"It is time for you to sleep, my love. Nothing else. Sleep and let me hold you while you do. That is all you have to do, here."