[ He stills as Orym takes his hand, his heart racing under the halfling’s praise. Then he swallows the lump in his throat - the feeling this time having nothing to do with the collar - as he gently squeezes Orym’s hand. ]

It’s just…hard to believe…to think you could want to be with me, when you’ve seen the very worst of me.

But if I could do that for you…then I’m glad. After everything you’ve done for me, I’m glad that I could do something for you too.