When a Dwarf and a Hume finally get their much deserved HEA
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When a Dwarf and a Hume finally get their much deserved HEA
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Lamitt: I’ve been dropping this guy the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Ardbert: Wow. He sounds stupid. Lamitt: But he’s not. He’s really smart actually. Just dense. Ardbert: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… ‘Hey! I love you!’ Lamitt: I guess you’re right. Hey Ardbert, I love you. Ardbert: See! Just say that! Lamitt: … Holy fucking shit. Ardbert: If that flies over his head then, sorry Lamitt, but he’s too dumb for you. Lamitt: … Ardbert.
Ardbert: We are not mad. We are just disappointed. Lamitt: No, we are mad. Ardbert: Yes. We are. We are livid. But we are going to let this one slide. Lamitt: No, we’re not! Ardbert: I’m not a mind reader, Lamitt!
The Farewell
Ardbert’s definitely the stay at home dad, running a farm and corralling their son, and Lamitt’s the one with the 9-5 job as a traveling healer
Lamitt: You give up your seat every day in the train.
Ardbert: Well... But that's not heroic.
Lamitt: It is to the person who sits in it.
Renda-Rae: Ardbert can help WoL feel better.
Lamitt: You know what makes me feel better? Cake. Why doesn’t WoL just do that instead, just eat humongous amounts of cake and leave hot Highlander guy to me?
Lamitt: My point is—
Renda-Rae: I know what your point is.
Lamitt: You don’t know what my point is.
Renda-Rae: Your point is that you fancy him.
Lamitt: You see? You were wrong, that’s not my point. It’s not that I fancy him. My actual point is that I love him, and I want to have his babies, and eventually push him around in a wheelchair and scatter his ashes.
Renda-Rae: *spits out drink*
Renda-Rae:
Renda-Rae: …I see.