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Tazenhani 
Chuckling Sabel watched her as he let his fingers work without the guidance of his eyes. "True, but it does make them feel lived in." Pursing his lips he tilted his head to the side slightly. "Maybe that was why mom always got me socks for Christmas."
There was a brief moment of silence with that statement, but to his surprise it wasn't unpleasant. Rather it was fond and brought some more warmth to his core. He had expected to get upset and push the memory away, for it to cause pain and discomfort, but for the time at least, it seemed quite the opposite. The sting was still there, but it was small in comparison to the happy memories of Christmas's shared.
Shaking his head a little, he returned his thoughts to the present and gave Arya a soft smile. "Well, if you would like me to get rid of the lint, I shall get rid of it. Otherwise I shall have to come up with another reason."
Arya was conflicted between sliding her eyes close and soaking up the sun and keeping them set on Sabel. Only slightly conflicted though. Something inside her kept them open enough to look at his face.
"I'm sure we can find other ways for them to feel lived in." Her grin softened at the mention of his mother, and she grew quiet.
Unlike the other times, the brief silence between them wasn't uncomfortable. The air was just a bit lighter, and she didn't feel the strong urge to give him a comforting hug. She didn't know if he was getting better or if the day was too enjoyable to be ruined with sorrow, but she hoped it was the former.
"Another reason isn't necessary, you can just remove the lint." She returned his smile,
"We can come up with other things....things that don't require a significant amount of brain power."