[She's well aware of how much it must've taken out of him, to make that admission. Rohan is never scared of anything, never anything but steadfast and defiant. But this frightened him. The thought of losing her frightened him, so badly that he had to come running to find her just to make sure that the awful visions he was experiencing weren't really true.
But she has a creeping, ugly suspicion that the root of his fears isn't really in the possibility of something happening to her in the future. It's in the guilt over what's already happened to her once, that he was powerless to prevent.
That, and —]
Rohan.
[She gathers up her strength, reaching up to press a kiss against his cheek, and even after she's done she lingers there near his ear, where she can murmur secrets low enough that they're only for him, and no one else.]
It wasn't your fault.
[Everything that's happened to her. Everything that still might. None of it is his fault, and she's almost certain that part of him believes that it is.]
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But she has a creeping, ugly suspicion that the root of his fears isn't really in the possibility of something happening to her in the future. It's in the guilt over what's already happened to her once, that he was powerless to prevent.
That, and —]
Rohan.
[She gathers up her strength, reaching up to press a kiss against his cheek, and even after she's done she lingers there near his ear, where she can murmur secrets low enough that they're only for him, and no one else.]
It wasn't your fault.
[Everything that's happened to her. Everything that still might. None of it is his fault, and she's almost certain that part of him believes that it is.]
You know that...right?