I'm here.

_{[ He had arrived a few minutes ago and came out of the attached bathroom suite, drying his hands on a small towel. He was dressed simply today in his favorite old doe-skin trousers and a long, loose purple tunic, a silver belt knotted at his waist.}

He frowns, though, seeing the tear tracks on his lover's cheek in the light, the slight reddening at the rim of his eyes. ]

Tylendel, 'Lendel, what's wrong?

_{[ He opened his arms to him, stepping forward. ]}