[He's already taught her how to bare down when sorrow feels all consuming. In some ways this is not much different. She doesn't have a dragon to bark 'Dracarys' at this time though, to burn the thing she loved the most. There is no destruction, not literally this time. Instead her jaw tightens as she turns to look at him, not surprised he's not letting her have a pity party. She doesn't give any emotion away, just hardening because it is all she can do right now.]
Nyke pendagon issa valzȳrys jāhor emagon vestretan lodaor. [Her response is hard, but not as snappy as she would have made it. The drink starts to affect her a little more. Her temperament does not have quite the bite to it now. His annoyance would irk her far more if she were sober, but she can feel the creeping warmth, the way things feel not as dire, but still edging on emotional.]
[Plus she has the matters of Cole to contend with, not even knowing of his betrayal, yet, that Alicent has snatched him, and he has confessed his perceived sins. It is a sting she is not even aware of, but enough of the pieces are in front of her that she assumes he is at least no longer her lover. So in some ways there is that loss as well. She did like him after all. He had been a companion for years, someone she has confided in.
She sighs, closing her eyes for the moment, realizing a little how the world turns without her moving. She knows it is not hopeless, but she just wants to take the moment to let the heaviness sit on her shoulders. She wants to have this moment before knowing that she will still not succumb to this societal rule of women being brood mares for their husbands. They cannot change Laenor, nor does she want to herself. Their agreement still stands even if in one moment both of their plans were taken away from them.
Her eyes open again, still looking the same, but figuring no matter what, she still can have the upperhand. It is simply not what she wanted ultimately.]
Iksā iēdrosa kesīr.
[A small comfort. He could have left. He shouldn't even have been there by all rights, but he most certainly should have left by now. What else was keeping him aside from her? He was licking his wounds alone before she found him, but now she turns a little lazily to blink up at him. A silent 'why' on her tongue, but not spoken.]
me, not surprised xD
Nyke pendagon issa valzȳrys jāhor emagon vestretan lodaor. [Her response is hard, but not as snappy as she would have made it. The drink starts to affect her a little more. Her temperament does not have quite the bite to it now. His annoyance would irk her far more if she were sober, but she can feel the creeping warmth, the way things feel not as dire, but still edging on emotional.]
Nyke gaomagon daor tepagon bē. Yn nyke gīmigon gīda aōha dīnilūks bantis istan sȳrkta bisa.
[Plus she has the matters of Cole to contend with, not even knowing of his betrayal, yet, that Alicent has snatched him, and he has confessed his perceived sins. It is a sting she is not even aware of, but enough of the pieces are in front of her that she assumes he is at least no longer her lover. So in some ways there is that loss as well. She did like him after all. He had been a companion for years, someone she has confided in.
She sighs, closing her eyes for the moment, realizing a little how the world turns without her moving. She knows it is not hopeless, but she just wants to take the moment to let the heaviness sit on her shoulders. She wants to have this moment before knowing that she will still not succumb to this societal rule of women being brood mares for their husbands. They cannot change Laenor, nor does she want to herself. Their agreement still stands even if in one moment both of their plans were taken away from them.
Her eyes open again, still looking the same, but figuring no matter what, she still can have the upperhand. It is simply not what she wanted ultimately.]
Iksā iēdrosa kesīr.
[A small comfort. He could have left. He shouldn't even have been there by all rights, but he most certainly should have left by now. What else was keeping him aside from her? He was licking his wounds alone before she found him, but now she turns a little lazily to blink up at him. A silent 'why' on her tongue, but not spoken.]