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“My love…” Yes, and she will likewise capture him in an embrace of her own. Her tears are tears of joy. This is one of those she has mourned for so long. To have him returned…
“I cannot describe in words how overjoyed I am to see you. How have you been? Have you been alright?”
“Oya, no need to cry.” He can hear it in her voice -- though he’s one to talk, considering he’s tearing up a little as well. (Don’t let anyone know that it’s far too easy to make him cry when he’s touched.)
So, Hektor spins Andromache around a bit before placing her back to her feet. “I as well! I would say I’ve been alright, but it’s so dreary when you aren’t around. It’s no fun at all to be fighting in wars when you’re not behind me! But there’s a good many friends here, too, so I’ll forgive your late arrival.” He laughs brightly. “Have you shown up anywhere before here?”







