[His hands slow. Stall. Set aside the remainder of the trap entirely so that he might move to his feet and extend a faintly trembling hand to her. He knew her face, knew her name. Knows what he calls her and what she is to him because this- this is here they'd met. This is what they are. Hunters. Killers. Fragments slide into place, some skitter on by. Loss. Weeping. Joy once more and talk of love, talk of love making, music and dancing and how she deserves so much of it.
Deserves to be better than he was.
And she weeps. She might yet weep, he does not deserve her tears and it tears at him to think he'd ever left. That he'd ever forgotten. Certain, now, he steps around the trap and makes his way close as careful and silent as he would for a skittish deer.]
-I forgot much of this place. Thought it a dream but, you. You I could never forget entirely. Some of it is still lost to me but- you are well? You look well. Oh, Solano, do not weep for me.
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[His hands slow. Stall. Set aside the remainder of the trap entirely so that he might move to his feet and extend a faintly trembling hand to her. He knew her face, knew her name. Knows what he calls her and what she is to him because this- this is here they'd met. This is what they are. Hunters. Killers. Fragments slide into place, some skitter on by. Loss. Weeping. Joy once more and talk of love, talk of love making, music and dancing and how she deserves so much of it.
Deserves to be better than he was.
And she weeps. She might yet weep, he does not deserve her tears and it tears at him to think he'd ever left. That he'd ever forgotten. Certain, now, he steps around the trap and makes his way close as careful and silent as he would for a skittish deer.]
-I forgot much of this place. Thought it a dream but, you. You I could never forget entirely. Some of it is still lost to me but- you are well? You look well. Oh, Solano, do not weep for me.