Terra watch Farkas cook, but she realized that he wasn't cooking rations of dried meat or simple dishes, he had set up a large cooking area and brought in an elk that he had skinned and cleaned. It was apparent that he would be staying at this burial site for longer than a few days. When they had last come together, it was to put Kodlak's spirit by curing his lycanthropy. The next time she had come it was without him, but on the way back from curing Vilkas, which again they had not stayed there. It seems fate made it so she was brought here, but was rushed out after the duty was complete. Surely he had a reason for setting up this elaborate camping spot within the walls.

"Terra, you are thinking too much," Farkas said with his back turned to her, "I can hear the rocks rolling and crashing in your head."

Terra glared at him for a moment and just let it go. It wasn't worth getting worked up about; he was just making a point to try and get her to converse. She was struggling enough with the fact that this man that everyone made fun of being too slow had just pinpointed everything wrong with her. It wasn't a comfortable feeling being called out about your weaknesses. She had often just walked away from those who got too close, and even in intimate settings no one had attempted to learn about her, it was always about fulfilling your need. Yet, here was this man refused to let go, they had a great time and yet, he was sitting before her cooking and trying to convince her that she needed him. Did she?

"Terra, " Farkas voice had gotten slightly deeper, "Shall we continue?"

That snapped her back into focus, "Why?"

He grunted a moment, "I need this."

"No," Terra answered flatly.

"No? I don't need this? I don't deserve to know why the woman I am desperately in love with is rejecting me?" he sounded hurt, but not weak. He hadn't given up, he was just trying a different way to get her to give him an answer.

"Farkas, you are just trying to fill a hole," Terra stated matter of factly. "You think that I am some kind of well loved and caring individual that can return your feelings."

"So you are saying you aren't?" he still refused to turn to her.

Terra couldn't gauge him with his back turned. This was tricky when he kept himself guarded. She was have to proceed carefully, "I am not. I am rather driven to complete tasks, mark off an item on a to-do list, and hope for the best. I do not think on the individuals, but on the mass as a whole. If I were to single out one, what are the chances that I would change my frame of mind? Then what happens to the others?"

"Terra, I am not asking you to forget the world around us. I am definitely not asking you to give up on your destiny," Farkas sounded exasperated, "I want to help you. I want to make it so that you do not shoulder the burden alone. Terra, this whole time you have been the savior to many people and most of those people don't know the amazing person that has given them another chance to live their life. I am here to tell you that I know who you are and everything that you have done. This amazing woman has taken the torch of the world and carries it alone and damn it she doesn't need me to help her, but it is sure lonely doing this solitarily, maybe just maybe she could use a partner who even, if not needed, could take that torch from her when she needs to rest for a moment. Instead of burning yourself out too soon, why not share that burden with someone who wants to do it willingly?"

Terra struggled with what to say to that. She had become lonely, but that is only her own fault. She had made friends and had a home to return to. Many of the things she had sworn off to make it easier for her to just die in the end had become comforts that she wanted to return to. She continued to believe, even now, that her being the Dovahkiin had signed her death warrant with the gods and goddesses. The reason, she had tried to prevent attachments was to make it easy for her to make that death march, but her was this man telling her, she didn't have to do that alone. No, she would be no better than her father, leaving someone to pine for her and signing their death warrant herself.

"Terra, you won't die," Farkas's voice held a chill to it now. "Do you think me so stupid to chose a partner that would be so weak as to just give up?"

She suddenly felt a headache as she clashed with herself. He was now denouncing everything that had been her mantra. She would do everything she needed and disappear, but he was refuting that and telling her dying was weak?

"I have made no mention of dying," Terra tried to think back if she had said anything on this.

"Terra, even if you haven't, it is written on your face. Do you think a warrior wouldn't recognize one who had consigned themselves to death?" his voice hadn't warmed up at all. "One does not need to be smart to know the aura one who welcomes death looks like."

She had sucked in a breath and attempted to fight his words, but her voice wouldn't push through her lips. There was no point in her lying, this was an honest conversation and lies didn't have any place here.

"You can't argue with me…" sadness cracked the chill in his voice, but didn't warm it up. "I won't say that you are wrong in your thinking."

"Why?" she whispered.

"Because as an accomplished warrior such as you, who has fought giants and dragons alike, you would have to know if you were marching to your death battle, I guess, but it hasn't happened yet so instead of thinking about welcoming death as a friend, why not figure a way to cheat death this one time and live to an old age?" he still hadn't allowed any kindness to enter his voice.

"I thought you, companions, wished to die in an epic battle, so then later you could continue that war in the afterlife?" she wasn't bitter about this ideal, it was just hypocritical for him to argue for her to live, holding steadfast to those beliefs.

Farkas took a breath slowly, allowing his shoulders to relax for a moment, and once he had seemed to calm he got up. It was as if she was watching someone stuck in a slow spell. His movements were slow and deliberate. When he did finally face her, there were silent tears streaming from his eyes. He didn't bother wiping them away. He made calculated steps, almost as if he was approaching a frightened animal.

Terra was extremely confused by Farkas's actions. She was no sheltered creature being led to the slaughter, but he was treating her with the same caution. Somehow this angered her, but also made her curious. "You spout all these points of living, but you of all people are reckless and desperate to be in the mist of blood and battle. I struggle to understand someone who only lives by the sword would be so willing to talk someone down from that edge?" she spoke with an ere of caution, she could be spiteful and this man did not deserve her poisoned words.