[Those hands have fallen to right in front of her chest, where they are clasped. ...And she reaches one of them down, to very gently take Elda's hand. It's more like she's grabbing a few fingers, in her own shaking one, unsure- but.
Her words are murmured:]
I-I'm... I've asked...so much of you, and now... [Her vision blurs with tears.] What it took me...centuries to learn, I-I've asked...and yet...
[There's an unspeakable amount of pride for Elda, and shame for herself, and exhaustion and pain in those words.]
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[Those hands have fallen to right in front of her chest, where they are clasped. ...And she reaches one of them down, to very gently take Elda's hand. It's more like she's grabbing a few fingers, in her own shaking one, unsure- but.
Her words are murmured:]
I-I'm... I've asked...so much of you, and now... [Her vision blurs with tears.] What it took me...centuries to learn, I-I've asked...and yet...
[There's an unspeakable amount of pride for Elda, and shame for herself, and exhaustion and pain in those words.]
Th- thank you. Thank you, so very much.