You should be chuffed. And smug, and pleased. (And I am certainly delighted.)
Nashira came, just now. Let me quote you the most relevant bit. He says:
“Seeing you.... you look right happy with him. Never seen you like that, aware and matching and falling into ease with someone else’s gravity. And yet, not planet and moon, uneven, but star and star.
Still wish you hadn’t, not with him. But I’m more willing than I was to admit you might be seeing the good of him true, and what might be, not was. (You’re right persuasive, bach: can’t get what you said about being fair out of my head now.) Still not sure anyone’s worthy of you, but.. I’ll bide, and listen and all. Give you space to convince me.”
Translated, something convinced him last night, more than my letters could. He can get quite stubborn, if pushed, but this is an open door, and time to prove I’m right, and ... quite the compliment to you, given where he started.
(Could I be under Imperius, indeed. I’m still near as offended about that one as you were, though I also understand why he felt he had to ask.)
Best I - we - could hope for, really. And thank you again, love. Navigating around a possessive prickly stubborn two-decade friendship of mine can’t be the easiest thing. I’m rather glad the first meeting is out of the way, now, and nothing went up in a burst of flame.
And see, now you've met all the important people in my life except the younger siblings, and the only thing tricky about them is finding a time we're actually all free.
Re: Private message to Rory
Nashira came, just now. Let me quote you the most relevant bit. He says:
“Seeing you.... you look right happy with him. Never seen you like that, aware and matching and falling into ease with someone else’s gravity. And yet, not planet and moon, uneven, but star and star.
Still wish you hadn’t, not with him. But I’m more willing than I was to admit you might be seeing the good of him true, and what might be, not was. (You’re right persuasive, bach: can’t get what you said about being fair out of my head now.) Still not sure anyone’s worthy of you, but.. I’ll bide, and listen and all. Give you space to convince me.”
Translated, something convinced him last night, more than my letters could. He can get quite stubborn, if pushed, but this is an open door, and time to prove I’m right, and ... quite the compliment to you, given where he started.
(Could I be under Imperius, indeed. I’m still near as offended about that one as you were, though I also understand why he felt he had to ask.)
Best I - we - could hope for, really. And thank you again, love. Navigating around a
possessiveprickly stubborn two-decade friendship of mine can’t be the easiest thing. I’m rather glad the first meeting is out of the way, now, and nothing went up in a burst of flame.And see, now you've met all the important people in my life except the younger siblings, and the only thing tricky about them is finding a time we're actually all free.