[ He is so very closely watching her face. His smile is the kind that Elend is so used to, implying a dry sort of amusement that claims he's not taking anything seriously.
And beneath it, his heart is thudding in his chest and his arms are itching to just hold her, and neither of those things should be possible because he shouldn't even be alive and yet--
And yet. ]
Hmm. Well, that's a shame. [ That smile fades a bit now, seriousness showing through. ] Can I get to you?
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And beneath it, his heart is thudding in his chest and his arms are itching to just hold her, and neither of those things should be possible because he shouldn't even be alive and yet--
And yet. ]
Hmm. Well, that's a shame. [ That smile fades a bit now, seriousness showing through. ] Can I get to you?