[Tired and resigned are no surprise to Myr.

They do--of course--tug on his heartstrings, which probably explains the next thing out of his mouth,]

Forward as it is to offer when we've not even got each other's names--if you don't get any other hopefuls out of this, I'd be good for a temporary Bond. So you haven't got the worry of going without on you.

[...Fauns, man.]