[ Ten minutes feel like thirty; Eula somehow keeps her eyes on the mouth of the cave the entire time, which is something of an achievement given that they're naturally drawn to the downturn of his lips, to the way his lashes flutter against his cheeks while his eyes are closed, toโ
Oh by Barbatos and all the Archons, she feels like a lovelorn mess. This is not any way for someone of her standing to feel or behave, and much less to wind up in such a situation as this. Ten minutes is just long enough for the anxiety of her thoughts to crowd back in, to try and yell and scream at her about how critical a mistake she has made, how there's no going back from this in all the worst ways. The knotted coil in her stomach becomes a swirling mass of anxiety, her throat feels both dry and clogged at the same time, andโ
He speaks, and her eyes tear from the view of the outside to his face, to the way his eyes drift down to her mouth.
Eula shakes her head. ]
...No. We're not.
[ She already knows that kissing him will chase the thoughts away. But at the same time, his experienceโ it's something to be concerned about, to make sure she does the right thing...
Her eyes drop from his face. ]
You deserve better than this. Than here.
[ Her words are quiet, but stubborn. She wants him to understand that no matter how drunk on each other they become, it can't go that far. She won't let it. ]
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Oh by Barbatos and all the Archons, she feels like a lovelorn mess. This is not any way for someone of her standing to feel or behave, and much less to wind up in such a situation as this. Ten minutes is just long enough for the anxiety of her thoughts to crowd back in, to try and yell and scream at her about how critical a mistake she has made, how there's no going back from this in all the worst ways. The knotted coil in her stomach becomes a swirling mass of anxiety, her throat feels both dry and clogged at the same time, andโ
He speaks, and her eyes tear from the view of the outside to his face, to the way his eyes drift down to her mouth.
Eula shakes her head. ]
...No. We're not.
[ She already knows that kissing him will chase the thoughts away. But at the same time, his experienceโ it's something to be concerned about, to make sure she does the right thing...
Her eyes drop from his face. ]
You deserve better than this. Than here.
[ Her words are quiet, but stubborn. She wants him to understand that no matter how drunk on each other they become, it can't go that far. She won't let it. ]