Not that it means he can suddenly see. Just, instead of such an empty sense of nothingness... like there's something. Slowly, like the warmth radiating from her palms, the sensation of light and color more than anything. Maybe he's imagining it. Surely he must be imagining it, because it wouldn't make any sense. How from her hands and her skin pressed to his there is such a warmth like the sun he can sense it right through to his soul, not unlike the first time he'd touched his own evolved Innocence and realized the intensity of it, searing and blinding as moonfire.
His head jerks up a little at that, that she apologizes like that, and for a moment he's breathless. Lux..
Was that.. her?
Feeling her bow her head and curl in on herself—did she realize that was her? ]
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Not that it means he can suddenly see. Just, instead of such an empty sense of nothingness... like there's something. Slowly, like the warmth radiating from her palms, the sensation of light and color more than anything. Maybe he's imagining it. Surely he must be imagining it, because it wouldn't make any sense. How from her hands and her skin pressed to his there is such a warmth like the sun he can sense it right through to his soul, not unlike the first time he'd touched his own evolved Innocence and realized the intensity of it, searing and blinding as moonfire.
His head jerks up a little at that, that she apologizes like that, and for a moment he's breathless. Lux..
Was that.. her?
Feeling her bow her head and curl in on herself—did she realize that was her? ]