Damar looked at me, stunned and emotional. His emotions were showing so much on his face that I wondered if this was because he felt he was at death's door.
I thought that Damar—even at death's door—would have only a cold expression on, but to think he would feel this emotional. Regret and pain were breaking him gently.
He didn't want to leave my side. He wanted to spend more time with me. That regret he had was what made him show his emotions so vividly that he felt like a completely different person.
That was the expression of a man in love.
"Damar, what I need to heal the wound in my heart isn't your heart," I said.
"Then?" Fenric asked, once again trying to partake in the conversation. "What is it? You just pointed at his heart."
