Lucanis goes down with a soft exhale, hair fanning out in a dark halo around his head on the bed below. He reached up to put both hands beside Davrin's face, to pull him down to kiss until they were both breathless. He had to hope they could make it to the other side of this, that they would, so he could have the days to spend in bed with this incredible man that he wanted.

"Ma da'mi," it was Lucanis' turn to stumble over the unfamiliar words, making them sound more Antivan with his accent than Dalish. "What does it mean?"