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His frown deepened with her answer. He was a curious man and usually persistent in finding answers to his questions when something piqued his interest. Maybe Nirali would know, although he wondered if she would even answer his questions about their religion if he presented her with them. But he was intrigued now, so he just might bring it up anyway. He had no trouble understanding the importance of a role, however; he knew what it was to have one and to not have one, and he'd decided the latter was far preferable when the former was not something you felt passionate about. How did you know that healing was what you wanted to do? he asked after a few quiet moments of thinking.

Her playful question made him chuckle softly, but he found he was unable to answer her at first. He held his breath when he felt her soft touch just below his ear, releasing a tremulous breath as he moved his mouth to her jaw. He hesitated, but only to finally answer: Definitely not, nibbling his way down to her neck, his affection gentle but not nearly as soft as hers had been; he tried but as he had already discovered, she stole some of his ability to control himself.