[ Another gust of cold wind around the cave has Eula pressing in close once moreโ and on one hand, it's a good thing because she doesn't have to look at his face anymore; on the other, the closeness is just further in the direction of opposite what she's felt comfortable with from the beginning of this.
(Of course, deep down, what Eula feels comfortable with and what she wants are two entirely different things, at this point, but that's a thought aggressively shoved to the side even as her face heats all over again.) ]
Agreed. We both have our reasons for being up here, after all.
[ Secrets to keep. ]
I hope you realize at this point, however, that you won't be able to shake me off so easily. [ And for a single moment, perhaps, the words almost sound nice. But she's pausing only for a breath, her words continuing in the next: ] This evening alone, you've committed enough transgressions that merely planning vengeance from afar is no longer good enough.
[ And the thing is... for Eula, this is about as nice as she's likely to get, at least on the surface. While her belief in and need for vengeance are both true things, there's also the fact thatโ while she'll never admit itโ it's also part of the shell she's formed around herself, allowing herself to get closer to people even while keeping them at arm's length. She's done it with Amber, she's done it with the Travelerโ
She refuses to consider it might be what she's doing with Diluc right now. (She refuses to acknowledge it's what she's already done with the two of them.) ]
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(Of course, deep down, what Eula feels comfortable with and what she wants are two entirely different things, at this point, but that's a thought aggressively shoved to the side even as her face heats all over again.) ]
Agreed. We both have our reasons for being up here, after all.
[ Secrets to keep. ]
I hope you realize at this point, however, that you won't be able to shake me off so easily. [ And for a single moment, perhaps, the words almost sound nice. But she's pausing only for a breath, her words continuing in the next: ] This evening alone, you've committed enough transgressions that merely planning vengeance from afar is no longer good enough.
[ And the thing is... for Eula, this is about as nice as she's likely to get, at least on the surface. While her belief in and need for vengeance are both true things, there's also the fact thatโ while she'll never admit itโ it's also part of the shell she's formed around herself, allowing herself to get closer to people even while keeping them at arm's length. She's done it with Amber, she's done it with the Travelerโ
She refuses to consider it might be what she's doing with Diluc right now. (She refuses to acknowledge it's what she's already done with the two of them.) ]