Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Fairy blue, it is only for you that I would crush the stars

Reverie could not help but notice Lestan's — malaise? She didn't know. Depression, perhaps, but she would never put that label on him. Never. No one deserved that. So instead she was gentle with him, and tried to understand. But he would not talk to her, she felt. Not about anything that mattered.
Was this how it felt to try and deal with her?
I thought maybe we could choose the place together, She said softly, touching her nose to his cheek. Maybe having a beautiful place to be will - help. You. A soft broaching of the subject, easily sidestepped if that was what he wanted. She didn't want to force it out of him.