Taking the mug, Rohan looked into it quietly for a few moments, just listening to her talk. Friend, god, someone you'd never even met...no one deserved to just disappear like that without a goodbye.He sighed softly and put the mug down, reaching out to take hold of Bryn's hand.
"I think it's a great pyre," he said as he kissed the back of her fingers affectionately, as if that might soothe the pain. "Maybe you're not used to the small gestures, but they can mean just as much as the grand ones. Sometimes, even more." Rohan rubbed her palm with his thumb gently.
"You hold that feeling in your heart. The rest is just symbolic, isn't it?"