[Lif watches, his gaze unflinching as he does; whatever this is has managed to frustrate her deeply. It's genuinely not like Aela to be this frustrated, much less this worried. It isn't as if the wound he sustained was fatal--why does she worry so?
Lif quietly thinks, turning Aela's words over in his head before speaking up.]
...You are not, it is true. But this must run deeper than some sort of simple worry; indeed, it would not eat at you so, if it were that simple.
[Lif lets that hang in the air, but...]
Would you like to talk about it, Aela?
[He doesn't want to force her into it, but...well, there's a bit of worry in Lif's tone as well. Lif worries a lot more than he lets on, but he tries not to be too explicit about it most of the time. Now...well, it's out in the open.]
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Lif quietly thinks, turning Aela's words over in his head before speaking up.]
...You are not, it is true. But this must run deeper than some sort of simple worry; indeed, it would not eat at you so, if it were that simple.
[Lif lets that hang in the air, but...]
Would you like to talk about it, Aela?
[He doesn't want to force her into it, but...well, there's a bit of worry in Lif's tone as well. Lif worries a lot more than he lets on, but he tries not to be too explicit about it most of the time. Now...well, it's out in the open.]