As long as you don’t tell me anything you want me to keep from him, if he asks. But that all sounds like something you have tried to tell him yourself already.
I only wished to be told that I am beautiful, that I am loved, that I would be missed. To be told these things because I need to hear them while I try to figure out how it is I am making myself afraid.
But he would not, and so I think I am not, and I do not think it confusing that I should come to such a conclusion and be fretful about it.
It shouldn’t be. Another morning it might not have been. But I think you both woke up tangled in thorns, and it is hard to pull out thorns for someone else if your own are digging in when you move.
[ He could try to tell her that it’s different, that he’s different, that they’re different. That he’s never bitten Byerly’s hand. That he’s easy—that they could spend most of the morning talking about Alexandrie and Byerly and their feelings, all but replicating the worst irrelevant-afterthought feelings that Bastien woke from that nightmare with, and a silent worried look would be more than he expected and plenty to calm his heart.
But he thinks she knows, and knowing doesn’t make it better, and hearing it again wouldn’t either.
So he smiles. ]
I do. I’ll see you there. And I will tell him he is not allowed. Exiled. Maybe he will write you your paean after all.
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Yes.
I only wished to be told that I am beautiful, that I am loved, that I would be missed. To be told these things because I need to hear them while I try to figure out how it is I am making myself afraid.
But he would not, and so I think I am not, and I do not think it confusing that I should come to such a conclusion and be fretful about it.
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He could do it for you.
And that is why I cannot be there.
[ A breath, and she sounds again as she did when she first called; herself again, if subdued. ]
But I will stay in the office, if you like.
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But he thinks she knows, and knowing doesn’t make it better, and hearing it again wouldn’t either.
So he smiles. ]
I do. I’ll see you there. And I will tell him he is not allowed. Exiled. Maybe he will write you your paean after all.
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Thank you. For your kindness.
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