vergeltung: (003)
๐„๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š ๐‹๐š๐ฐ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ([personal profile] vergeltung) wrote 2022-10-26 03:05 am (UTC)

[ His comment is met with an amused smile, as a little more of the tension drains out of her body. It's true; she'd really rather not address him that way, although jesting is a different thing in her mind. (Not that she jests often, mind you. It's just kind of nice to imagine that the title makes him cringe.)

Also easing the tension for her is the fact that he's inviting her to speak about whatever she wishesโ€” he's not, as she might otherwise have dreaded, trying to make her open up, whether it be about herself or her orders.

Still, she has no idea what she might say. She isn't exactly the most open individual, no matter how much she might wish to be. Wouldn't it be betterโ€”

Her wandering thought is cut short by another sharp blast of frozen wind into the cave, a swirl of snow and ice that seems determined to jeer at her; and where she has only just pulled back a little to ease her own embarrassment, she's forced to press back in closeโ€” and this time her arms lift to wrap around Diluc, too. ]


...I hate the cold.

[ It's murmured, and while it's definitely at least in partial response to the cold that surrounds them, there's nothing bitter or angry in her tone. Rather, if Diluc listens to her carefully, he might realize that it's something more genuineโ€” something of a confession. ]

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