And why would he? Lucanis had never met the dwarf — only heard stories, knew people who read his books, and of course what he had gleaned or outright been told by the those that were there. He just assumed she was reeling from the news; reminded of another she had lost when he mentioned Harding.

"I know." He murmured, fingers twitching like his hand was going to retract, only to settle instead on her cheek. "I've only just gotten you back, Rook." And if he left... what might happen? Would it all be some cruel trick? "You know I do not sleep. I'll be right here beside you. I promise."