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FILL: Vilkas/F!DB: "Lovers' Knot" 48/?

[(Anonymous)]

"No," Vilkas says, and tugs her close. "Don't apologize. I shouldn't have judged someone for something I know nothing about before meeting them. And--"

"My turn," Miri interrupts, with a cheeky grin that softens as she throws her braid over her shoulder. "I shouldn't have yelled at you," she says. "You're on my side, always, and I know that. I got tired and hungry and lost hold of my temper, and I shouldn't have."

Vilkas kisses her temple. "My turn," he retorts, firm. "Watching you, just now..." He rubs the back of his neck, self-conscious. "It made me realize that...I haven't been attentive to you at all."

"Vilkas," Miri says, with an incredulous laugh. "If following me on this quest and carrying all my gear without complaint is inattentive..."

"Following without listening. Seeing," he says. "You've been incredibly patient learning to live in my world--letting us teach you the footwork, mechanics, working day and night to train with us until you learned them well enough to teach to a stranger--and I haven't done a thing to be better at living in yours."

"That's not fair to yourself," Miri says. "I can't teach you magic the same way you taught me how to defend myself with sword and shield. And I came to you because I needed to learn; I didn't do it because I wanted to learn more about you." She smiles, twirling her Amulet of Mara through her fingers. "Though I can't say I'm not happy that I did," she adds, soft and pleased.

"Jonna isn't a mage either, is she? But she still knew what you were talking about. Expected it, even. Knew what to say back to you. And I just...upset you. Hurt you." Vilkas shrugs, looking down at his lap. "And I shouldn't have. Not my girl." He looks back up at her helplessly.

"You're being too hard on yourself," Miri says, reaching a hand over to squeeze his shoulder. "You heard Jonna. Falion is her brother and traveling companion. Which means, she's grown up with him doing magic, listened to him talk about it for years. All kinds, healing and destructive, baby magic and accidents, fun magic to play with. It's a lot different when you're--I don't know, conjuring a sled to take you down a steep hill, or making a campfire to roast meat by."

"You don't use it like that," Vilkas says, careful to keep his voice neutral. "With me."

"Because any magic makes you jumpy, and not without reason," she says gently. "I didn't want to push you."

"Push me, then," Vilkas says, taking one of her hands in both of his and squeezing gently. "Make me pay attention. If it's a part of you and it makes you happy, it's something you have that you're good at, I should know enough about it to get by."

"I could....I could probably teach you some basics," Miri says slowly. "The big concepts, theories. What I've picked up between combat and books."

"I'd like that," Vilkas says. He smiles at Jonna as she sets a plate for Miri in front of them, and she gives him an encouraging little wink. "Maybe, after Ustengrav...maybe you could tell me about some when we come back here."

Miri's face is suffused with happiness--Vilkas feels like a fool for not seeing it before. "I will," she promises, tearing a hunk of bread off for herself. "Any time you want."

They're silent for a while, Vilkas lost in thought and Miri eating her dinner. After a little while, she murmurs, "My turn."

"Mm?" Vilkas asks, startled out of his thoughts. "What is it?"

".....I think Jarl Idgrod could take down a dragon with her stare," Miri confesses. "It's not that she's a sorceress...but she's really terrifying and I should've let you warn me."

Vilkas throws back his head and laughs. "That's the impression I get from the townsfolk," he says. "Now. Why don't you finish eating while I get us a couple of rooms?"

"I thought we were going to Ustengrav directly," Miri asks. "You said it wasn't good to sleep at night here?"

Vilkas shrugs. "Better to get them now, so we aren't waking Jonna too early when we come back. Not like she's got a place that's packed to the gills here. She won't kick us out of bed in the morning."

"Okay," Miri agrees. "Gives us some place to store our things, too."

"Mm." Vilkas gets up from the table, and then after a thought occurs to him, turns back. "Miri...should I get us one room? Or two?"