"Thank you, miss Anuriel, I'd appreciate that." He replied to her offer. He avoided answering her about the whole 'getting himself a wife' thing. He had more immediate problems to solve right now. Like getting this camp situated and secure.

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"Right. Now, get outta here. I wasn't done sleeping yet. So try not to wake me up again. I might not be so accommodating next time." T'vor shooed him away. "Unless it's something [i]very[/i] important." He amended.
When Damien left the tent, T'vor fell back into his cot with a sigh and attempted to fall asleep again.