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It was not a clear rejection of her when he had told Anemone that he would ask for nothing from her, but because he did not want her to think he was trying to impose simply because of imprinting. She had been very pregnant when it had happened, and that had led him to thinking that she either had a mate, or wasn't interested in males beyond the want to procreate. Sabriel had no idea what was going on with Anemone, and he had no want to make her think he would pressure her in anything. Plus, he himself did not know how to handle the situation, and he wasn't in the best of place to accept such a thing into his life as an imprint. He had waited to see if she would ever call him to her, but it was him that went to her when she gave birth. He had to check up on her, make sure she was okay, because the pain he had felt had worried him. Then he had gone again to let her have her life as she wanted it.

Again he had returned to her of his own accord, and maybe he did feel guilty about it, since he was now going to ask something of her when before he hadn't wanted to. Sabriel wanted to ask her to talk with him, to listen to words of hurt he needed to get off his chest. To ask her if he could stick around a little, because her presence was soothing and made him feel more whole, made him feel like he mattered in some way. Sabriel needed that right now, though he realized it probably made him selfish. He could only hope Anemone would understand. He was drawn to her, after all. And he did want to know what it was like for her, to have this bond set in place without any say in it. And to him, of all creatures. He wasn't normal looking at all, and he knew that could be a bit off-putting to some, though he couldn't do anything about that. He could only make the best of things, and right now that was difficult for him.

Sabriel felt a chill run through him at her returned touch, but it wasn't a bad feeling by any means. He was actually quite surprised by it, and she could probably tell by the look in his eyes, that little feeling of uplifting going through him. Anemone was telling him that she didn't mind him being here, and it felt like a weight was lifted off of him hearing that. Sabriel had been putting so much into whether or not she'd want him to be near her right now (or any time), so it felt good to know she was okay with it. Though at the mention of the alpha, he had to blink. Right. Oops. Although the alpha had arrived before the thought was finished, and Sabriel looked a little sheepish at the sight of her, but his head tilted down back at her; respectful of her rank and rule here. There were no words spoken when the alpha spoke to Anemone, and Sabriel was silent, as the question was directed to Anemone and not to him.

At least at first, though with Anemone speaking, Sabriel nodded his head. "Apologies. My head has been in a fog lately, and I don't think straight when I feel the need to find Anemone." There was a brief pause before he spoke again; "But you are right, I was here twice for a different reason. I was checking up on Micteca. It did not end well." The words were quiet, but that was the reason, and it wouldn't happen again. He had closed that chapter of his life (and should have never tried re-opening it in the first place, honestly), no longer votive to any of that, and he was trying mostly not to drown in all the pain it brought up, all the wounds that it had opened up within him. Even speaking of it was dragging him down, and he felt like the trees were closing in on him. Sabriel felt the urge to just flop down on the ground under it all, but he withheld, not sure on if Daenerys would tell him to go or not, but hoping that he wouldn't be further questioned just yet.

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male -- eleven -- mate to none -- soulbound to anemone -- gypsy