( her hands are softer than she is by nature, when she tilts backβtouches her fingertips to the edges of his jaw and tilts her to him, to meet her gaze properly. )
That's the future, Thranduil. I would like that future.
( it's patient. he knows how hard she tries, to be patient. )
I need you to stop forgetting that I am here in the present, and we have a life right now. And I'm not, any more than you are, sitting on my hands and waiting around for peace. So we need to be on the same page about what that looks like.
I don't mind if the work we do is different. I mind that it feels more and more that we work at cross-purposes entirely. I'm not delicate. Any more. I'm not going to sit here where you can see me be safe and do nothing and wait for you to build a house around me.
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That's the future, Thranduil. I would like that future.
( it's patient. he knows how hard she tries, to be patient. )
I need you to stop forgetting that I am here in the present, and we have a life right now. And I'm not, any more than you are, sitting on my hands and waiting around for peace. So we need to be on the same page about what that looks like.
I don't mind if the work we do is different. I mind that it feels more and more that we work at cross-purposes entirely. I'm not delicate. Any more. I'm not going to sit here where you can see me be safe and do nothing and wait for you to build a house around me.