Northstar Vale Ima be a love you 'til the day I die kinda man

He spoke of free hours—of stealing away to visit her, and she felt a blush rise to her cheeks at the thought. Selfishly, she wanted to encourage him to do so—despite her words, a month seemed like such a terrible stretch. But she also didn’t want to get him in trouble. 

As long as no one is upset or disappointed in your absence? Would he steal away to see her? Or would he be… preoccupied… during his free time.

Her gaze swept downward, trying to maintain a neutral expression despite the downward tug at the corner of her lips.