[More than important to her; it will form the basis for the life she seems determined to build here. Jill needs to know whether she should be just grateful he's alive and warm or whether she is justified in desiring something more concrete.]
Yes, discuss. I think it's beyond time we talk about us.
[And while he remains by the stove, Jill continues to move away, closer to the table as she pulls out both chairs, patting one to indicate he should sit.]
Where we stand with each other. Our... status.
[Not their love. She'd never question their love. But with love comes titles, expectations, and well, she needs to know if he still holds any inclination of remaining her intended.]
[ As Jill moves towards the table, his attention will momentarily divert back to the stove to settle the fire underneath, if only not to waste the meal they would later have together.
There's a strange stirring in his stomach as he sits at the chair presenting to him, but this was perhaps a conversation long overdue. Much overdue. ]
No, you are right. I— [ there's a small hesitation as he assembles the words properly in his mind before addressing them out loud. ] —I fear I have kept you waiting long enough.
[Her stomach does similar flips and not the good kind like the schoolgirl butterflies Jill gets every time they kiss. This is a twisting and a turning, as if she expects the worst possible outcome.
Though, as she sits down across from Clive, Jill wonders if she could even blame him for taking that route. There's a mystery to this place, a force they cannot control, and the uncertainty of it all gives good reason to change the trajectory of where they were headed.]
I too share the blame. [She shakes her head and looks down at her hands, palms pressed against the surface of the table.] My hesitation to bring up the topic has not helped ease the tension in any way.
[ The tension. It was always there, ever looming in the back of their minds. And although as peaceful as the outside may have been- how hard they tried to continue about their daily lives after his return- there was always a continuous nag in the back of his mind darkening his thoughts.
Yet as all of it begins to lie itself on the table, there was no longer a need to avoid it. ]
And yet you are the first to address it. That is where my faults lie.
[ He resists the urge to lower his gaze, and instead reaches a hand out to clasp over hers. ]
I have made you wait and wonder for some time, but my decision is still the same. I do not want my fear of the Rifts to dictate the life I wish to spend with you.
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Yes, discuss. I think it's beyond time we talk about us.
[And while he remains by the stove, Jill continues to move away, closer to the table as she pulls out both chairs, patting one to indicate he should sit.]
Where we stand with each other. Our... status.
[Not their love. She'd never question their love. But with love comes titles, expectations, and well, she needs to know if he still holds any inclination of remaining her intended.]
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There's a strange stirring in his stomach as he sits at the chair presenting to him, but this was perhaps a conversation long overdue. Much overdue. ]
No, you are right. I— [ there's a small hesitation as he assembles the words properly in his mind before addressing them out loud. ] —I fear I have kept you waiting long enough.
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Though, as she sits down across from Clive, Jill wonders if she could even blame him for taking that route. There's a mystery to this place, a force they cannot control, and the uncertainty of it all gives good reason to change the trajectory of where they were headed.]
I too share the blame. [She shakes her head and looks down at her hands, palms pressed against the surface of the table.] My hesitation to bring up the topic has not helped ease the tension in any way.
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Yet as all of it begins to lie itself on the table, there was no longer a need to avoid it. ]
And yet you are the first to address it. That is where my faults lie.
[ He resists the urge to lower his gaze, and instead reaches a hand out to clasp over hers. ]
I have made you wait and wonder for some time, but my decision is still the same. I do not want my fear of the Rifts to dictate the life I wish to spend with you.