He returns to the fields, which is all well and good except it's fairly mindless work and it gives him time to think. What the hell was he thinking? What the devil was he going to go looking for her for? What was the foolish promise he had made, to be waiting for her as a maid waits for her beloved? What was he going to do when he found her? The thought of her sword-calloused hands on his body at once makes him feel nauseated and thrilled. It makes his scars ache.
The youth titters again and makes some crass joke and Eskel knocks him on his ass with a restrained casting of Aard.
At sunset, by the time he finds Éomer, he's shrugged on a shirt, but there's chaff in his hair and he smells like sunshine and hay and he loiters self-consciously in the doorway.
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Date: 2020-09-02 05:16 am (UTC)The youth titters again and makes some crass joke and Eskel knocks him on his ass with a restrained casting of Aard.
At sunset, by the time he finds Éomer, he's shrugged on a shirt, but there's chaff in his hair and he smells like sunshine and hay and he loiters self-consciously in the doorway.