[ It's rare for Eula to stumble over her words, especially something as simple as a confirmation; right now, however, she's in completely new territoryโ as if she hasn't been all along. From the moment he found her in this Barbatos-damned cave, she's been on the defensive, and yet somehow even if her worst nightmares she doesn't think that she could have conjured something as complicated and uncomfortable as this.
Even a one-sided attraction would be better than this. Rejection, after all, is something she knows how to deal with. But this... ]
I... [ and she's glad he can't see her face right now; there's heat in her cheeks again, her discomfort written clearly over her expression as she tries to think of how to say what's on her mind ] I suppose I... I'm not entirely sure what I am meant to do with this information.
[ From Eula, it's a big admission, even when compared to the one made mere moments before about her dislike of Donna's advances toward Diluc. Attraction and jealousy are one thing. (And she's still not entirely convinced that the cold isn't helping her toward them.) Weakness, though, is entirely another. And thisโ not knowing what to do, being unsure of herselfโ this is a weakness.
For a single, wild moment, she almost wishes the stupid Traveler were hereโ or even Amber. Both of them always know exactly what to say when she's in a bind like this... and while she may curse them to Celestia and back for it, right now she thinks she could really use the help. ]
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[ It's rare for Eula to stumble over her words, especially something as simple as a confirmation; right now, however, she's in completely new territoryโ as if she hasn't been all along. From the moment he found her in this Barbatos-damned cave, she's been on the defensive, and yet somehow even if her worst nightmares she doesn't think that she could have conjured something as complicated and uncomfortable as this.
Even a one-sided attraction would be better than this. Rejection, after all, is something she knows how to deal with. But this... ]
I... [ and she's glad he can't see her face right now; there's heat in her cheeks again, her discomfort written clearly over her expression as she tries to think of how to say what's on her mind ] I suppose I... I'm not entirely sure what I am meant to do with this information.
[ From Eula, it's a big admission, even when compared to the one made mere moments before about her dislike of Donna's advances toward Diluc. Attraction and jealousy are one thing. (And she's still not entirely convinced that the cold isn't helping her toward them.) Weakness, though, is entirely another. And thisโ not knowing what to do, being unsure of herselfโ this is a weakness.
For a single, wild moment, she almost wishes the stupid Traveler were hereโ or even Amber. Both of them always know exactly what to say when she's in a bind like this... and while she may curse them to Celestia and back for it, right now she thinks she could really use the help. ]