[ There's something soothing in his words, even as she wrinkles her nose at them; it's clear from the way he answers that he doesn't understand what she meansโ and really, how can she blame him for that? Eula's positive she'd be hard-pressed to find anyone who understands it well.
It might suit you as an element, he says... but that's the problem. This isn't like his well-known dislike of alcohol, or the little Kรคtzlein girl's. Nor is it like the orphan boy in the Guild who loves adventuring so much despite his clearly being ill-suited. ]
It's not that. It'sโ
[ There's no one else like her. Her eyes close, because she doesn't want him to see the frustration or pain or even grief in her eyes. And lest any weakness show itself on her face, she leans in to press her head against his shoulder once more.
Yes, better this discomfort than allowing the shell of her emotions to crack open in front of him.
...Or is it trying to melt?
The idea makes her cheeks flushโ yet another reason to be this close. ]
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It might suit you as an element, he says... but that's the problem. This isn't like his well-known dislike of alcohol, or the little Kรคtzlein girl's. Nor is it like the orphan boy in the Guild who loves adventuring so much despite his clearly being ill-suited. ]
It's not that. It'sโ
[ There's no one else like her. Her eyes close, because she doesn't want him to see the frustration or pain or even grief in her eyes. And lest any weakness show itself on her face, she leans in to press her head against his shoulder once more.
Yes, better this discomfort than allowing the shell of her emotions to crack open in front of him.
...Or is it trying to melt?
The idea makes her cheeks flushโ yet another reason to be this close. ]
It isn't important.