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  1. Public Bookmark 11

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    Sometimes you don’t use your items just for one quest. A quiet evening at the Devil’s Den takes an unexpected turn, all because of a certain piece of gear.

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    "See? I just knew it," Hans says, poking Henry's chest. "I knew you’d be too damn hairy. Look at all this. You're practically a barbarian."

    Henry's snort is fond when it leaves his lungs, more exhale than sound. "You're hairy too," he offers graciously, flicking his eyes down a pale chest. His memory conjures up images of blond tufts—darkened with water, clustered beneath a navel, peeking coyly from under an armpit—before he banishes them. "It's just hard to see on your arms and legs, cause your hair is so fine. It makes your skin look soft," he adds, crazily, airing a thought that should have been kept barred and bolted.

    "Do you think about my skin often, blacksmith's boy?"

    "No." Henry is distracted; Hans's finger is twisting around his chest hair, an entirely new sensation for Henry's body. His spine tingles. "Maybe. I dunno."

    Hans keeps insisting that Henry share his bed. A very normal and platonic thing to do.

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  3. Public Bookmark 17

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    Henry and Hans reunite after the siege of Suchdol under the guise of Henry "taking a look" at Hans's arrow wound.

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  4. Public Bookmark 29

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    Henry was probably tearing off somewhere - hunting wolves for fun, or challenging bandits to fistfights, like a madman. Hans would just have to go back to the Den. That was all Hans was good for anyway - sitting alone, waiting for Henry to come back to him. Eventually Henry would come home from whatever mission or fit of madness had pulled him away. And Hans would gratefully accept however many minutes or hours Henry could spare for him before he went wandering off again, like a poorly trained dog.

    Or: all they want is to protect each other, they just don’t always know how.

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  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    Lancelot sat bolt upright in bed, sending his stupid Galehaut sprawling onto the floor. "Jesus Christ!" he burst, then clapped his hand over his mouth. Henry occasionally woke, long enough to eat a little and assist in changing his own bandages; this was the first time, however, he'd bolted upright and started yelling when the only person in his room was a young lord with no justifiable reason to be staring at his sleeping body with such sorrowful longing.

    "Hans?" Henry's eyes darted around the room, and Hans pulled himself to his feet, gesturing for the man to lower his damn voice.

    "Be quiet before you wake the entire goddamn fort," he snapped, staggering back to his feet and into his chair. "I'm right here." Henry reached for him, fumbling and clumsy, and Hans sighed and acquiesced, allowing him close enough to inspect him for wounds.

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