[This bond was something that he didn't expect or imagine possible in his life. It was difficult to sort out, to even understand and sort out in his mind. It was tethered, drawing them together. And while he couldn't say if they would meet in Westeros, he felt that he would somehow know something was missing.

He had tried to shut himself off, but it was impossible to do. He was shook, rattled by the sudden onslaught of feelings and how unprepared he was for it. Still, he welcomed this warmth and desire, giving himself completely, even as part of him objected for honor's sake.]

I sometimes place my hand against your heart. [A small similarity, but another sign of how they thought alike.] Does that mean I make you feel as if you are home?

Being with you, being in you, I feel whole.