[Zarkon stares at her revealed face. And of course, he had known, in a sense. But he also hadn't known, not completely. Now, he can see her for who she is, in spite of everything.]
Honerva—
[This answers some questions, but raises others. For instance, why is she so changed? Why is she so upset? This isn't like her. But it is her. He doesn't question that any more, and without thinking about what he's doing, he leans forward, his arms moving to embrace her. He's not the most demonstrative person, but she's upset, and he doesn't enjoy that. She shouldn't be upset—the thought of it upsets him, and the heat surrounding him almost glimmers with the intensity of his feeling.]
It's you.
[He has questions, many of them, but what's most important to him right now is that it's her, and she's here with him.]
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Honerva—
[This answers some questions, but raises others. For instance, why is she so changed? Why is she so upset? This isn't like her. But it is her. He doesn't question that any more, and without thinking about what he's doing, he leans forward, his arms moving to embrace her. He's not the most demonstrative person, but she's upset, and he doesn't enjoy that. She shouldn't be upset—the thought of it upsets him, and the heat surrounding him almost glimmers with the intensity of his feeling.]
It's you.
[He has questions, many of them, but what's most important to him right now is that it's her, and she's here with him.]