Not precisely, anyway. He should know the nature of what is being offered before accepting. That, he's always been very certain of. So far, he's had those that will refuse. Perhaps York will as well.
He has his hopes, of course. These men and women seem like they could be proper kin, more than anyone else.
He moves, settling himself on the edge of the bed where York now lies. He can smell no fear on him. That is a start.
"What you feel is what is keeping you alive. It will not do so forever."
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Not precisely, anyway. He should know the nature of what is being offered before accepting. That, he's always been very certain of. So far, he's had those that will refuse. Perhaps York will as well.
He has his hopes, of course. These men and women seem like they could be proper kin, more than anyone else.
He moves, settling himself on the edge of the bed where York now lies. He can smell no fear on him. That is a start.
"What you feel is what is keeping you alive. It will not do so forever."