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Lilith embarks from the cabin a few minutes before six in the morning. With her she carries an iron longsword. Her face is obscured by black lace underneath her wide-brimmed hat and a metal plate necklace is nestled between her breasts. She walks leisurely towards the shore until she reaches the docks, where she sits cross-legged at the end of a dock not in use. She rests the longsword in her lap and gazes out at the sea.
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Sevatar walks to the end of the dock, emerging from down the coastline away from town. He is clad in a black gambeson and black pants, both of which are soaked deeply with blood. His eyes look half crazed and he is covered in the debris of the forests. His dragon mark shines only slightly on his cheek. He sits besides Lilith and drops his legs into the water. "Róisín. My outfit is still more comfortable."
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Lilith reaches over and takes Sevatar's hand. She says nothing.
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Sevatar squeezes her hand and stares out the ocean for a few minutes, before he looks over at Lilith and does the same.
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Lilith continues to be silent and staring, at least as far as one can tell beneath the lace shroud.
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Sevatar's eyes lower to look at the necklace. He lets out a long sigh. His other hand raises to pinch the bridge of his nose and his shoulders sag.
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Lilith leans her head against Sevatar's shoulder. "Two years, mo chuisle."
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"You're always here. I don't know what I'd do without you. Two years. Tá mo chroí istigh ionat. Is tú mo rogha."
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Lilith smiles softly. "I have things I want to talk to you about. But later. Today is for this."
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Sevatar's eyes close and the hand on his face falls. His head leans over to rest against Lilith's head. "Forever for this. But we'll make the rest work."
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