( In the past he always arrived alone, startling awake to a dark, empty room. Yennefer's face is like the glimpse of a rising sun, peeping from her protective swathe, and Leonard feels a rush of relief, of warm, remembered affection to find her here. )
I'd be a fool to forget you, ( he assures her, breathing in that soft sigh, so close as they are to one another. The single point of contact between them is not enough to counteract the melancholy that wells somewhere behind his ribs, because the memory of loss is there, too. He skims a hand over the bundle of sheets where her arm and shoulder must be, grazing her jawline with soft fingers. )
I can't believe I'm here again... but what happened?
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I'd be a fool to forget you, ( he assures her, breathing in that soft sigh, so close as they are to one another. The single point of contact between them is not enough to counteract the melancholy that wells somewhere behind his ribs, because the memory of loss is there, too. He skims a hand over the bundle of sheets where her arm and shoulder must be, grazing her jawline with soft fingers. )
I can't believe I'm here again... but what happened?