"I'm just glad you are here to comfort your pathetic brother, and I appreciate your heart for desiring to help me with everything you can. That alone made me feel a lot better. Thank you."
Aries pursed her lips into a thin line, still clutching her skirt. Of course, she knew what he meant, but he didn't have to do that to make a point. If she weren't willing, she would've moved away, but she didn't. However, no matter how she denied it, Davien had a point. If he didn't stop, she probably pushed him away.
"I know you adore me, too." Davien slowly retrieved his hand from her and smiled. "But this affection is different."
"What do you mean, it's different?"
"Do not mistake your affection for me for something more than it is. There were different types of love, Aime. A love for family, friends, lovers, for the land, and so on."
