[He says nothing, smiling still and chuckling a little under his breath. Elize has brought him some peace in a way he's never imagined. A little girl with no idea about templars or lyrium or the implications of it all, trusting him enough to fall asleep on him--it means more than he knows how to voice.
Cullen's free hand reaches for one of Jove's so that he can press a kiss to her knuckles. He's a happy man, in this moment.]
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Cullen's free hand reaches for one of Jove's so that he can press a kiss to her knuckles. He's a happy man, in this moment.]