Bramblepoint behind her tired eyes

The offer hung in the air for a beat and for a moment he wondered if he really should go for it. His worries had been soothed though, had they not? She had present a case to define his loyalty to just her, not this man in her stead. Then let me be your Setnes. The words were rumbled more like an inquiry than a demand. He would not force her to give him the title or position but he is capable. He knew that he could be a guard for it was all he had ever been. The role appeals to him — fits him — and now he seeks to claim it.