[Even so, something about that... She likes Medb, so of course she'll be concerned, but she's concerned even apart from that. There's something about the idea of dying to help someone who you're so fixated on, but who you aren't completely sure whether you love - it's not something she's felt before, but she can recognize the tragedy.
She isn't really angry or frightened of that last wish. Instead, she's more sympathetic than she usually seems. Still, she has to ask.]
[ Medb wants to say yes, but she doesn't truly know. She wants to think she did. If she didn't, she wouldn't have died like that, as selfish and self-serving as she can be.
Love isn't simple, and love isn't clean cut. Maybe it wasn't a good or healthy love, but it could have been love, couldn't it? ]
I think I wanted to. I think I loved him in my own way but not in a way others would like to understand.
[She's not usually that direct about it, but something about seeing that memory - something about how concerned she was when she came out of the memory and realized the reality of that death... It makes her a little bit more honest. Besides, Medb is one of the rare people she thinks of as her equal.]
Do you think you'll go back to him when you go home?
[ There isn’t much distance between them, but if Endorsi lets her, Medb closes the space between them and loops her arms around her in a loose embrace before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth. ]
I don’t need him, and he died after I did.
[ That’s true enough even if there may be a part of her that still vies for him. ]
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Yes, but I'm not dead now, and I won't be dead when we're done here.
[ It doesn't take away the pain of dying, but she is alive now without the need of a wish to make her so. ]
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She isn't really angry or frightened of that last wish. Instead, she's more sympathetic than she usually seems. Still, she has to ask.]
That man... Do you really think you loved him?
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Love isn't simple, and love isn't clean cut. Maybe it wasn't a good or healthy love, but it could have been love, couldn't it? ]
I think I wanted to. I think I loved him in my own way but not in a way others would like to understand.
I know I wanted him.
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[It doesn't take away the fact that, whatever she felt, it was real. That being said:]
I think you deserve better.
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I really like you, Endorsi.
[ Fondness warms her tone; affections softens her voice. ]
You're right. On both counts.
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[She's not usually that direct about it, but something about seeing that memory - something about how concerned she was when she came out of the memory and realized the reality of that death... It makes her a little bit more honest. Besides, Medb is one of the rare people she thinks of as her equal.]
Do you think you'll go back to him when you go home?
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I don’t need him, and he died after I did.
[ That’s true enough even if there may be a part of her that still vies for him. ]
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Is it insensitive to say I'm glad you don't need him...?
[probably]
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No.
[ Medb isn't much for sensitivity. She wants him, but she doesn't need him. ]
I'll take it as a compliment.
[ She's going to interpret it that Endorsi wants her to have more and better. ]
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