"Then we must take care to keep you anchored in this mortal world; it is particularly suited to dampening immoderate zeal, and in this case may for once prove desirable. The world - those souls fortunate enough to term themselves your family, along with the rest of us - would never recover from the sudden loss of your grace."
Withdrawing his hand, Grantaire bows his head slightly, a show of smiling modesty. "Perhaps I have presumed to far in daring to touch such hallowed skin. You must pardon me, blessed lady; a mere mortal, I am fueled by wretched impulse and blinded by your unearthly light."
Raising his head just slightly, Grantaire once again looks over the girl. Still, she seems almost too beauteous to exist, displaying all the surprised energy of untested experience.
On which thought, he ventures a further remark. "As for your very human needs... I feel certain we may find ways of satisfying these."
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Date: 2013-06-05 08:03 am (UTC)Withdrawing his hand, Grantaire bows his head slightly, a show of smiling modesty. "Perhaps I have presumed to far in daring to touch such hallowed skin. You must pardon me, blessed lady; a mere mortal, I am fueled by wretched impulse and blinded by your unearthly light."
Raising his head just slightly, Grantaire once again looks over the girl. Still, she seems almost too beauteous to exist, displaying all the surprised energy of untested experience.
On which thought, he ventures a further remark. "As for your very human needs... I feel certain we may find ways of satisfying these."