wait , just a moment . you seem a little worn out . would you mind if i touched your head ? i know a few gentle massage techniques that might help you relax .
[ his gaze remained calm and serious as he watched the sovereign , concern quietly lingering in his eyes . ]
most visitors don't usually go out of their way to gather fresh leaves and prepare me a tea .
( a fair observation , still rubbing his temple . . his headache remained . )
that's all .
[ dainsleif regarded him in silence for a moment , his expression unreadable . ]
surprised ? perhaps you’ve grown too accustomed to people expecting something in return .
[ his gaze softened only slightly as he set the mint down . ]
i could be of some help . ancient things have a way of recognizing those who have endured alongside them . . . and i , too , have lived far longer than most .
[ dainsleif blinked before vanishing in a quiet flicker of light . moments later , he reappeared beside the sovereign , a handful of fresh mint in his grasp . ]
leave it to me . i’ll take care of everything . you’ve done enough for now — just rest .
that’s completely ridiculous . with my powers , i could just teleport myself outside . you really think you can trap me ? i’m practically impossible to catch .
i believe we’ve reached a point where we can be honest with one another about anything . and there’s something i’ve wanted you to know for a long time . . . i’ve missed you . more than i could ever put into words .
why not ? you’re right . i think it would suit my complexion quite well .
[ he seemed rather enthusiastic about changing up his color palette and trying out a new style . ]
maybe you should take a little more care of yourself . . . you seem really tired . let me make you a nice , warm cup of tea . i’m sure it’ll help you feel a little better .