โYeโ wanna see my burden ? What weighs me down from being a good man ?
Hereโโ
Bending over , he pulled something โฆ Impossible ; out of his bag .
It was โฆ A hourglass โฆ And it seemed โฆ Ancient .
โWe ahrenโt so differentโฆโ
โThereโs a pain in them that goes back. Time may dull the pain, but I know better than anyone that it will always hit us when we least expect it. So tell me, Erron. Let me share your burden.โ
Heโll hold her close as he took a relaxing breathe โฆ
Although something in his bag that was concealed was pulling at him โฆ Something she knows all too well โฆ.
But her rather playful mood was distracting him โฆ
โOh ? Do tell meโhโฆโ
โ Iโve been forgiven when I didnโt deserve it. I know because Iโve forgiven when they didnโt deserve it.โ
She does indeed close the tent, and rests her head on his shoulder, pressing gentle kisses to his neck.
โI recognize the look in your eyes.โ
โ If you could see whatโs in my head โฆ
Hope you donโt lahโke to fix yer men โฆ Cause youโd go crazy โฆ Iโm broken ; and thaโs okay . โ
He smiled as he held her her โฆ
โ Close the tent and maybe I will โฆ โ
Heโll challenge her words ; smirking like a sonovabitch ..
She leans in ever so slightly, whispering back.
โIโd prefer if you lost the towel.โ
A finger runs along his jawline, eyes focused on his lips.
โJust surviving? I donโt like you being out here all on your own. Itโs too easy to be trapped with your own thoughts.โ
Itโs only unprofessional if he makes it unprofessional. Plenty of employees stay in the palace.
In all fairness, she did hate the last timelineโs Erron. He was an insufferable dog.