Beleth almost feels guilty that she's relieved he can't see her, so he's spared the utterly idiotic look of surprise and then sudden embarrassment, face burning red. It's so stupid, how moves she feels by such simple reassurances, but. She can't help it. His gentle touch, the words--telling her that he's glad to know her as she is, that she's somehow enough--It's stupid, stupid stupid stupid, but it doesn't make the warm feeling in her chest--or her cheeks--go away.
Sylaise grant her strength. And maybe enough self confidence to not be so easily swayed.
"I--ah. Thank you. That...means a lot." She tries to think of something else to say, without sounding like some star-struck teenage girl, and eventually settles for changing the subject entirely.
"Your perspective is exactly what I want. I--I have this goal." Now she can start talking like an adult, voice raising and gaining surety as she begins to explain that goal she's been harboring, and working so hard for. "The animosity between the Dalish and the city elves is...idiotic. It's worse than idiotic, it's destructive. The only people who benefit are those who stand to gain in the face of elven misery." She's not saying the humans, but. It's the humans.
"We aren't multiple peoples spread out over Thedas. We're supposed to be one people, with groups among us who have made different choices. But we all need to understand those choices, so we can understand each other." There's excitement in her voice, passion--it's clearly important to her, and she puts her hand over the one Myr has rested on her, giving it a squeeze. "That's why I'm asking these questions. I want to know you, Myr. And understand who you are. So other Dalish can, too."
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Sylaise grant her strength. And maybe enough self confidence to not be so easily swayed.
"I--ah. Thank you. That...means a lot." She tries to think of something else to say, without sounding like some star-struck teenage girl, and eventually settles for changing the subject entirely.
"Your perspective is exactly what I want. I--I have this goal." Now she can start talking like an adult, voice raising and gaining surety as she begins to explain that goal she's been harboring, and working so hard for. "The animosity between the Dalish and the city elves is...idiotic. It's worse than idiotic, it's destructive. The only people who benefit are those who stand to gain in the face of elven misery." She's not saying the humans, but. It's the humans.
"We aren't multiple peoples spread out over Thedas. We're supposed to be one people, with groups among us who have made different choices. But we all need to understand those choices, so we can understand each other." There's excitement in her voice, passion--it's clearly important to her, and she puts her hand over the one Myr has rested on her, giving it a squeeze. "That's why I'm asking these questions. I want to know you, Myr. And understand who you are. So other Dalish can, too."