Roland smiled a little, relaxing slightly into her touch. Although it was still on the edge of his mind that relaxing was the opposite of what he should do, it was still tempting enough to just... be. As she'd figured out, it had been a hell of a long time since he'd allowed himself that much.
"Would you come with me?" he asked at last, his eyes closed. There was an odd kind of tension to the question, though. "If Gilead falls, if I have nothing left here. If you knew that coming with me would be your death, for I know that when I find the Tower, I will find it alone. If this land is overrun, but you and I survive. Would you come with me, or would you go back to your kin?"
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agh i should have checked he hadn't already asked I WAS REALLY TIRED OKAY?
Date: 2015-02-06 05:16 pm (UTC)"Would you come with me?" he asked at last, his eyes closed. There was an odd kind of tension to the question, though. "If Gilead falls, if I have nothing left here. If you knew that coming with me would be your death, for I know that when I find the Tower, I will find it alone. If this land is overrun, but you and I survive. Would you come with me, or would you go back to your kin?"