"All I've ever found is longing." Kytana admitted, no true emotion in her tone, as she took yet another drink. She didn't have shame in that need. The reluctance to let go. To give up that the man she had so loved. Even if she tried to keep a brave face for Sunila, and Willow.
She gave him another side glance. "I'll make you a deal, you don't pity me, and I wont pity you." Yes she felt his sense of loss. It was hard to ignore. It came off of him in waves. Especially when he had been studying the glass in his hands. But she also sensed the reluctance in him as well. That strand of... whatever it was, that kept him from taking a drink.
She swept her robe behind her. "I will offer, though, that I doubt the good out weighs the bad, if you were to let go of that reluctance."