Seymour

[fetteredwings]

[memememe]

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[fetteredwings]

[That gives Nala pause. An easy offer to feed? Her tail swishes and she looks anxious, but she sits close, and offers her hand]

If...if you're certain. [Once their hands touch, her tail will come around and brush against his heart] Thank you. [Relief takes over any other rational thought, knowing that she wouldn't go very hungry.

But the latter statement. Hmmm. 'I am not certain I will be able to provide you with love'.]

[taintedfayth]

[He extends his hand to her (the only person still here that he doesn't feel a need to keep his claws hidden around, the only person he'll allow to touch his hands), allowing her to grasp it if she wishes. This is fine, this is tolerable. The tail brushing against the bare skin of his chest, though... that causes him to freeze for a moment, if only because it brings back memories of a night just a little over a week ago and--

His next breath is a little bit more wavery than it should be.]

I am quite certain. You have a need, and I am able to fulfill it. I could hardly call myself a maester if I were to turn you down.

[fetteredwings]

[Nala nods, taking note of his expression, the way he seems to freeze up as she presses her lips to his hand. A gentle kiss, one of gratitude. Then, she begins to take]

You know, you are the second man in this forsaken world to tell me that you are not capable of love. I hardly believe that to be true.

[Why else would he behave this way then?]