He shook his head. "That's not what I want, for you, with you. You should have the best. I'm hardly that, you must know by now. But at least I can offer you the best that I have. Dear C—Commander, am I too sudden, by Betan standards? I've been waiting for days, for the right opportunity, but there never seemed to be one."
"Days! How long have you been thinking along these lines?"
"It first occurred to me when I saw you in the ravine."
"What, throwing up in the mud?"
He grinned at that. "With great composure. By the time we finished burying your officer, I knew." She rubbed her lips. "Anybody ever tell you you're a lunatic?"
"Not in this context.”
Shards of honour, chapter five - Lois McMaster
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