[It doesn't, especially when there'd been precious little of it in their lives before. Or rather, no time for it. No time for anything, really, except for the very real necessities of staying alive.]
Yes. It is.
[And in more than one way in a place as cold as Garlemald is prone to being; the very literal sort of warmth just as important as the kindness people had shown them.]
Yes. But we were never taught to expect it. Not from the people who had been our enemies. Even if there were some of us who were... willing to see the possibility.
[Quintus hadn't. Hadn't wanted to, almost, and until they had been formally released from their duty they'd had no choice but to follow his lead. Even if it hadn't been anything they had necessarily wanted to do.
And he does wonder, a bit, at the tribunus who had been willing to show her kindness. Who they were, and if he happens to know them. But he figures it's not as relevant as the story itself.]
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Yes. It is.
[And in more than one way in a place as cold as Garlemald is prone to being; the very literal sort of warmth just as important as the kindness people had shown them.]
Yes. But we were never taught to expect it. Not from the people who had been our enemies. Even if there were some of us who were... willing to see the possibility.
[Quintus hadn't. Hadn't wanted to, almost, and until they had been formally released from their duty they'd had no choice but to follow his lead. Even if it hadn't been anything they had necessarily wanted to do.
And he does wonder, a bit, at the tribunus who had been willing to show her kindness. Who they were, and if he happens to know them. But he figures it's not as relevant as the story itself.]