"You are too kind," she murmurs with a tiniest of smiles, a little abashed by the praise even as it pleases her to hear it said-- they are not words she has been gifted with overly much in recent years. Yet there is a slight air of preoccupation about her today, her thoughts returning to the previous night again. Faramir was so earnest and open with her, trusting her completely; she knows she has not been as forthcoming about her own ails. Subtle indecision gnaws at her. Were she inclined to be truthful about the ugliness of her own tale before her desperation brought her to Gondor -- and it surprises her that she even considers such -- would that not be selfish, to burden someone who has already suffered so much with more ill stories?
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Date: 2018-10-04 05:04 pm (UTC)