"I don't like you leaving!" Rabastan yelled, it wasn't that he was angry. He was just frustrated, he hated dealing with emotions. That's why he threw himself into his work, it was much better than having to deal with all that. Though right here and now he had no choice. "I don't like being alone. I'd much rather have you here with me."
Rabastan took a slow breath then set down his food, reaching for Morag's hand. At least it was partially out.