Duskfire Glacier guard

he blinked, watching as she offered him the flower. lavender. a small thing, delicate. he leaned in, inhaling its scent, though his expression did not shift much in response. soothing to the mind, she said.
her next question made him pause. nightmares.
his jaw tensed, and for a moment, it seemed as if he might not answer at all. but then— yes.