[He didn't understand it. He might never understand it. Maybe he'd never be able to see what cowardly and broken Waver Velvet had to offer that would be worth so much to a hero. His hero, especially.]
[But he didn't have to understand it. Who Diarmuid did or didn't choose to love was his own choice to make, and Waver would accept that even if the reasoning was beyond him. Would reciprocate with his whole heart, pressing a kiss with a hint of a smile to his knight's throat.]
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[But he didn't have to understand it. Who Diarmuid did or didn't choose to love was his own choice to make, and Waver would accept that even if the reasoning was beyond him. Would reciprocate with his whole heart, pressing a kiss with a hint of a smile to his knight's throat.]
I was just about to say the very same thing.