“More than anything,” Henri assured her quickly. “I love you so. I am-“ Damn it all, he was doing this all wrong. He did not want to hurt her, and God only knew how desperately he wanted her by his side, but they had to think sensibly. “We can work, yes, but Sybil- I must have something besides a room at an inn and a patron who is already halfway to regretting his kindness to me. I fear Doctor Clarkson will turn me out eventually, and then what?” He took a breath. “I only need some time to get my affairs in order. Please understand, Sybil."
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Date: 2014-08-18 03:17 am (UTC)