I am assured in my speech because I know, deep down, that Viserys cares for me in much the same way I care for him. There is a bond between us, else I would not have moved to Diveen even after such temptation as I had been given. To leave my family behind meant that I had something far more important ahead of me. Not that my family weren't important but we had all grown and needed to live our lives. I understood now why my parents had done what they had - if they had stayed in Taviora I would not be here with Viserys today. It all makes sense now that I had looked past my fury and forgiven them. All of this because of the gently guidance of Viserys my... friend? crush? I wasn't sure exactly what to call him but friend didn't seem enough. To hear praise from his lips makes me grin in a confident manner, although my heart does some flips as I glance at him. "I would protect you too if you needed it," I said boldly, but I was pretty sure I was more likely to get into some predicament than him. Viserys was a peace maker and I was a wild fire, burning out of control just waiting to get scorched. My temper was a thing that could very well come back to bite me one day.

There seemed more going on beneath the surface that I was sure about; was I overthinking things? Did his voice seem nervous as if he was revealing something? It makes me almost skittish because I hate feeling stupid. He was so much smarter than me. Still I stare at him and he returns my gaze with an open one of his own and I try to figure him out but I am slow at such cues. With a rush of breath he is on to his parents and I tilt my head slightly. "I.. suppose so. I guess that is what love is, then, a binding so that when we die we are still with another in the afterlife." What foreign thoughts for me, but I supposed it was probably true.

My eyes fly wide at his admission, turning to look at him in a dumbfounded manner even if my stomach turns and excitement flares within me. His embarrassment is noticeable but I don't care because my ears flick back in nervousness as well. "I feel the same way, Viserys," I say, my voice subdued because I don't know how to express my feelings so well, so clear like him. "I wish you were my imprint," I say now, admitting it to the clear air and blinking as I wait to see what he will say to this. "Do you think we could pick it?"