[There's a part that still feels a bit strange, like a switch flipped in Trahearne. It's unexpected, but... he had always hoped his feelings would be returned, didn't he?
No, that's not quite right. He always understood how close they were, on some level. He's just been so used to restraining himself. That's a hard habit to break.
Still, something swells in him as Trahearne says that. His cheeks may have flushed a little more.] I'm... I love you, too.
[Not such a smooth talker, now. And he realizes that they've just about reached the gate to Trahearne's farm, nestled among the trees. Has the walk always been so short...?
He stops, turning on his heels to block Trahearne's path.] Shall I--give you a kiss good night?
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No, that's not quite right. He always understood how close they were, on some level. He's just been so used to restraining himself. That's a hard habit to break.
Still, something swells in him as Trahearne says that. His cheeks may have flushed a little more.] I'm... I love you, too.
[Not such a smooth talker, now. And he realizes that they've just about reached the gate to Trahearne's farm, nestled among the trees. Has the walk always been so short...?
He stops, turning on his heels to block Trahearne's path.] Shall I--give you a kiss good night?