[Still blushing. Her wet hands stray up to her face, trying to cool it, and then she realizes what she's done and hastily drys them and her cheeks with a dishtowel.]
[Unbeknown to Penelo that the bard was just making his way to the inn now. He wanted to see her in person, especially since the news of his leaving is a little difficult for them both to take.]
Of course, I do have my trusty lyre with me. Oh, and the bow as well.
[The touch on her shoulders startles Penelo, until she hears Edward's voice right behind her. Immediately, she relaxes and even leans back into that surprise embrace, resting her hands on his arms.]
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I'll write you everyday for long as I am away. This is my promise to you, my sweet Penelo.
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Promise me you'll be safe?
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Of course, I do have my trusty lyre with me. Oh, and the bow as well.
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Don't forget to practice.
[And then she realizes that the phone sounds funny and seems to have cut out. Puzzled, she looks at it.]
I wonder what happened.
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I won't forget to practice, I promise.
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You came.
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Of course I did. Didn't I promise I would?
[Edward is truly a man of his words. If she ever needs him or just wants to see him, he'll come to her no matter what.]
You finished all the dishes already?
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[Gentle teasing for her part, but she's smiling with delight and enjoying being held. Such a new sensation for her.]