Was it loyalty that kept him close? It was unsettling to remember that it had been born from something so much more unpleasant and different from the new sense of companionship that they shared now. Their bond was, in a way, one of the only surviving landmarks of that time but it troubled him to imagine that it was still governed by the same imbalance.
As ever, Robin found himself momentarily troubled into silence, trying to read deeper into Warsman’s voice where the hard lines of his mask refused to betray any emotion- and failed.
Sir. Somehow it had a different sound to it these days than all the times he had said it before and Robin relaxed again. “I was considering a walk. Would you join me?”
It was a more direct question than he would have used with anyone else. Even now, Warsman seemed to respond better to commands than casual suggestions, maybe out of a fear that he was being a nuisance, only allowed to accompany him under sufferance. But Robin had already gotten quite used to his reserved presence and the way he followed him like a hesitant second shadow- it was what so often made him the perfect companion.
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As ever, Robin found himself momentarily troubled into silence, trying to read deeper into Warsman’s voice where the hard lines of his mask refused to betray any emotion- and failed.
Sir. Somehow it had a different sound to it these days than all the times he had said it before and Robin relaxed again. “I was considering a walk. Would you join me?”
It was a more direct question than he would have used with anyone else. Even now, Warsman seemed to respond better to commands than casual suggestions, maybe out of a fear that he was being a nuisance, only allowed to accompany him under sufferance. But Robin had already gotten quite used to his reserved presence and the way he followed him like a hesitant second shadow- it was what so often made him the perfect companion.