Endless Time

The small squeeze of his hand was all too familiar, the small gesture bringing a happy hum in the back of his mind. [color=#17b529]"She is a sweet one."[/color]

[color=#005dc2]"I am aware."[/color] though the tone in his own mind was something soft and light, tinged with laughter. 

It is a lucky thing that you are a skilled healer, then. was what he sound aloud, the melodic quality of the ancient language seeming so at home with him. So.... fitting. I think I will need to replace my tea. Would you care for one as well? They're quite good. They make it in the old way, here. He could remember the first time he'd had it when he was still young, a happy child bouncing along the streets with his twin in tow. Comfortable, happy memories.