It is precious to you, is it not? [ he marks gently ]

I would rather you have it with you, and safe in your keeping, than where others might find it, although I think me that our rooms in the Halls are mostly safe.

[ by now he has ceased any pretence of caring for his blades and he makes an aborted gesture to reach out to her in turn

I don't like being touched whispers memory, so he does not ]

You need not fear for me, gwilwileth.