“He never asked me for anything. But for reasons different than yours. Even if he did, I wouldn’t have wanted to give it. He only ever…” he trailed off again. Alba waited, then gently touched Eridanys’ hair scarf, nudging it slightly from where a few strands of white hair were peeking through. Eridanys tugged it further at the thought. “He only ever took from me, without asking what I wanted. And I was expected to give it to him. I prefer to be asked, rather than expected…”
