"Yeah. Gave up. Stopped making extra tea or food in the hopes you'd drop by. Stopped gazing out the window hoping to glance you walking by. Stopped losing sleep to ensure he'd be awake if you called upon him. Would it have killed you to send a damned letter or something? There were mutters of people thinkin' you'd gone off t' off yerself- though Aymeric put a stop to that real quick like. Even if you did become somewhat of a ghost. Lucky for you, Aymeric became so busy with his new title that he didn't have much room for idle thought for long. Or perhaps he kept himself busy to keep himself from worrying so much."

JT took a step back and crossed his arms as he watched Estinien who looked like a whipped dog with his tail betwixt his legs.

"The man loves you, y'know. Used t' tell me all sorts of stories 'bout you. Dare say I've heard some of the less flattering ones you'd have blushed like a hand maiden over. But I know that glint he always got though he was never quick to admit it."