[ She has come to understand the alternative meaning to her words, and she thinks - would she? How would she bend for this man?
In any way that he might ask it of her, she thinks. She would bend her knee, and she would please him, as he has pleased her by simply speaking to her so kindly. ]
i would. gladly. you are a true dragon, and it would be a gift to stand beside you, in any shape.
I intend to kiss you when I see you again. Please don't think me so forward, but I would like to know the taste of mouth on mine, if you would have me.
[ he'll need to ask immediately, about this manner of dress. a man's clothing is easier by some measure to put together compared to that of a lady's; he would not deprive lauralae the time to feel satisfied with her own dress. ]
Do not laugh, but what are your favoured colours again?
it seems foolish to call it a lack when we have never had reason to ask it before. i have been told asking questions is a good way to get to know someone, so it does you well.
i would wish to wear your colours, aemond, if we are to go together as a pair.
I'm of the same mind. Truly a strange thing to advise another, specially when we are all of us strangers here.
[ he thinks, perhaps, of making themselves each a braid of black and green ribbon to pin to their sleeve or lapel. perhaps a bit of gold, too, in honour of aegon as aemond's king, and blue for lae's remaining preference.
it would be a clear association, if he can figure out how to make a presentable pair. ]
i imagine they think we would learn more of each other in their strange games. but i would prefer to converse a little, to know a breath of the heart of someone.
[ not that sheβs against the intimacies of this place either. it just seems easier when you know your partner a little. ]
i could not say what i would wish to be asked. i would not know it until it has happened, and i have been apart from people for some time. i am pleased to have been asked the question of accompanying you, however.
Difficult it would be for us to find common ground if we are constantly under attack by what they consider as games. We are the entertainment in this case, not the audience β surely that must count for something.
[ why shouldn't they press for some familiarity? some softer comfort? death is not an easy game to play, or a sweeter taste to swallow. ]
May I try, then? To happen upon what you might like?
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