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"I've been thinking about that," Leanadas said, slicing into the venison on her plate. She would have said something about his sister, but she was never very good at bolstering people and it was clear that Kalvor did not wish to dwell on unfortunate possibilities. "I recommend waiting until tomorrow morning." Kalvor nodded, listening as he tucked into the food before him. "I dress up in your armour again and we tell the lookouts that we're going home or something." She took a mouthful of venison and chewed thoughtfully, letting the information sink into his mind.
"Not a bad idea," Kalvor finished chewing and waved his fork across the table at her. "After all, I said you were injured but not severely, they would expect you to be up and running by the morning," He seemed relieved that she had skirted the conversation about his sister.
"We've just got to fake them out for tonight and then I'm out of your hair," Leanadas continued, ignoring the twinge of regret that accompanied thoughts of losing Kalvor.
"I'm sure we can manage that," He smiled, tucking into the remainder of his dinner. "You don't mind sharing a bed again do you?" He asked blandly as she took a mouthful of potato. Leanadas barely managed to avoid spraying bits of root vegetable all over the table as his words hit her.
She swallowed with difficulty and finally stammered out one word. "What?" Kalvor raised his head and looked at her, amusement flooding his features.
"It's not what you're thinking," He assured carefully, "But I'm sure you've noticed there is only one bed. When they brought us here, they realised that you were a female and I had to..." He looked a little uncomfortable. "Lie a little to ensure privacy. You are my.." A flush infused his features, "Lover," He held up his hand to forestall any protestations. "If they had thought otherwise you would have gone to the general infirmary and I don't think that would have been a good idea,"
Leanadas heard him out with at first shock and then a grudging acceptance. His excuse had made sense, even if the words made her uncomfortable. "Alright," She murmured, the word earning her a surprised glance from Kalvor. "But that doesn't explain why we need to share, I'm certain you'll be locking the door,"
"But I don't want to sleep on the floor," He replied as he pushed his plate away and reached for one of the goblets. "And I'm certain you'd rather be comfortable, so we share the bed," He quirked his eyebrow at her and smiled. "Though I have to wonder why you immediately assume I'm after your body. Do you want me to make a move?"
"Don't be absurd," Leanadas snapped back, glowering at him testily. "You're the one who's been making suggestions almost since I met you," She pushed away her plate and picked up her goblet, taking a long drink of the subtly fragranced wine.
"It's purely my sense of humour," He retaliated, standing up from the table and heading for the bathroom door. "I thought you'd be used to it by now,"
"It would take me a lifetime to get used to it," She stood and blocked his path, "And don't run out of the argument,"
"I'm going to get dressed," He responded, placing his hands on her shoulders and moving her aside. "Or would you like me to stand here half naked and damp?"
Leanadas could find no answer to that and she moved aside, watching as he passed her and shut the door again. "You know people have been murdered for less aggravation than this," She hissed after him, her words drawing a low chuckle from Kalvor.
"Oh I wish I could introduce you to Silinara, you two would get on famously,"
"Is that your sister?" Leanadas called curiously, taking another sip of wine and feeling warmth flow through her limbs.
"Yes, she doesn't take my humour very well," He opened the door and walked back out, lacing a clean shirt as he walked. "But I daresay the meeting wouldn't go too well, you being a blood elf." Kalvor reached past her and picked up his goblet, taking a deep draught as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"What's she like?" Leanadas asked, sitting on the chair opposite and cradling the goblet carefully. "Is she a warrior like yourself?"
"Oh no, she's a civilian," He answered, taking another drink and staring across at her. "She runs a small tailoring shop and is married with twins," A glimmer of tension laced through his voice and he chuckled bitterly, humour leaving him as he spoke. "I have a niece and nephew, both are barely old enough to walk and now they all could be dead," He rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger and continued. "By Elune, they could all be dead,"
Leanadas placed the goblet down on the table and crossed the room, settling down on the bed next to him, she wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "I can't promise you that they will be alive," She murmured softly into his ear. "But I will make sure you're not alone when you go to find out,"
"I thought you were going to be out of my hair tomorrow," He replied, turning his head to look at her. "Heading with me to Alliance territory is not a smart move,"
"Whoever said I was smart," Leanadas responded, staring into his pale eyes with absolute sincerity. "You risked your neck for me Kalvor, this is the least I can do,"