It's weird, how many of her normal protests fade into the background. And how much of the background fades away as well. Looking into the face of the person she's loved for as long as she can remember, seeing his normal withdrawn facade disappear and ask so openly for affection... Nothing else in the world matters right now.
Except; for a brief moment, the thought of glancing away from him crosses her mind, to the healer to non-verbally confirm an action that would ensure she would awaken to continue helping. It fades away nearly immediately, just like the rest. Link needs something completely different from her right now and it's something she's been waiting to express for years longer than a century.
Of course, on the outside, it takes no more than a second or two for her to acquiesce; "Of course, Link." Though always softspoken, her voice is whispered and hoarse with emotion. Slowly, she re-positions herself to lie down next to him; on her side, her hand kept across his chest and her head resting on one of the pillows surrounding Link's...but close, close enough so she can still see his face and brush against it if she wanted to. With her hand over his heart, she starts stroking her thumb lightly across his chest.
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Date: 2017-04-18 07:20 pm (UTC)Except; for a brief moment, the thought of glancing away from him crosses her mind, to the healer to non-verbally confirm an action that would ensure she would awaken to continue helping. It fades away nearly immediately, just like the rest. Link needs something completely different from her right now and it's something she's been waiting to express for years longer than a century.
Of course, on the outside, it takes no more than a second or two for her to acquiesce; "Of course, Link." Though always softspoken, her voice is whispered and hoarse with emotion. Slowly, she re-positions herself to lie down next to him; on her side, her hand kept across his chest and her head resting on one of the pillows surrounding Link's...but close, close enough so she can still see his face and brush against it if she wanted to. With her hand over his heart, she starts stroking her thumb lightly across his chest.