[It isn't the first time Loki's mentioned divisions, tonight. At least in a sense, given the context of 'people he cares about' being hurt. The way Sylvie herself spoke of his 'divided affections'— but that ended with four words.
Now I'm not sure.
A detail Astarion won't betray or surrender, despite all his wicked inclinations.]
Every collar chafes at first, darling. [Friendship or love, calm or docile loyalty, necessary or desired.] No change comes without its messy little growing pains.
In other words: don't take that as a sign she's done just yet; she's never seemed so weak, to me.
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Now I'm not sure.
A detail Astarion won't betray or surrender, despite all his wicked inclinations.]
Every collar chafes at first, darling. [Friendship or love, calm or docile loyalty, necessary or desired.] No change comes without its messy little growing pains.
In other words: don't take that as a sign she's done just yet; she's never seemed so weak, to me.
[But still.]
What about Alexandrie, though?
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He might be though. ]
Alexandrie was injured in the last battle, badly. Recovery has been slow. I can't imagine it is easy for her, either, the way I am about Sylvie.
[ He picks up his wine glass and peers at the liquid before taking a drink. ]
This was all much easier when I loved no one, much less myself.