Alastair touched Cordelia’s cheek. “Agar oun ba to mehraboon nabood, bargard khooneh va motmaen bash man kari mikonam ke az ghalat kardene khodesh pashimoon besheh.” If he ever hurts you, come home, and I will make him regret it. It was Alastair’s way of telling her he would miss her. Cordelia hid a smile.
