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[ I cannot be weak, I cannot let anyone into my heart, he is using you. The same words have been circling through Essek's mind for months, every single time Caleb has wormed his way further under Essek's skin.

But he's thought about this after his rather unfortunate confession, really thought about it. He's not afraid of taking risks, but he needs to know the odds.

Essek doesn't take Caleb's open hand--he hasn't gotten the answer he needs yet, so he resists. The touch of their legs is a thrill, another barrier broken (because he's not sure he can count huddling for warmth as an intentional intimacy). ]

It's not, though my position as Shadowhand is for all intents and purposes on hold at present. But...

[ He pauses, trying to find the right words in common to express exactly what he's thinking. ]

My concern isn't for the rules, it's for your safety, and my own. You didn't answer my question. I think I've been honest enough to deserve honesty in return.