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Yeah!

Glaukos did not know affection. He knew physicality as it might apply to a soldier but nothing beyond that, and had outgrown his tendency to throw his weight around even in that regard. When Sialuk pressed close, he did not know what to do in the slightest. She kissed his face. It was enough to see her happy, to have accomplished something that appeased someone else — and as Glaukos did not know anything about personal wants or desires of his own, he felt vindicated in his assertion to follow her.

The night would indeed be theirs; he would do whatever was asked, so long as it was what Sialuk desired. He needed a purpose in his life for it to matter - and for now, that purpose was whatever she required of him. She was the antithesis of the soldier that he was; the opposite of everything Germanicus was, with lessons Glaukos had never been allowed to learn. In some moments he felt at-odds with his own training and his vows and had to remind himself Mereo has fallen; so too, his vows were of no use.