Sometimes they simply sat like that. In silence. Moonlight was the only witness of their quiet meetings.
There was no need of words for they communicated better wordlessly. It was a precious time, aside from everyday facts, problems- and wars.
He, the crazed and cold one, could for once temporarily put down the armor that he had created to distance himself from everyone.
She, so tiny and frail if compared to his imposing form, could for once find a shelter from her fears, that clouded her senses so often.
Yes, they were different; but in those moments all that divided them melted away through their mysterious understanding.