[ ...But would it be all right for her to not do any of that? To not question what he actually meant and, for a quiet moment, feel connected to someone in a way that's not You and Me, but We? To have that sudden sense of belonging that she can't quite recall having before—not as a Demacian, nor a member of the Radiant Ones, but as someone just beginning to figure out what it means to have something of her own. To not feel the bitter loneliness of being surrounded by something she'll never be.
To feel like she belongs.
(Is that all right? Can she..?)
It's a bit sudden, but she laughs quietly at that, suddenly very thankful he can't see the look on her face. She can only imagine what it must look like, a mix of overwhelmed astonishment mingling with a need to do or say something to shift them away from this—even if she is strangely thankful for it. Gently squeezing his fingertips between hers, she shrugs her shoulders up slightly. ]
I'm supposed to be the one trying to cheer you up, not the other way around. Some light in the darkness I turn out to be.
[ She's thankful, really! She's also horrible at Personal Emotions, so instead she turns it into a lighthearted jab at herself. That will work, right? ]
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To feel like she belongs.
(Is that all right? Can she..?)
It's a bit sudden, but she laughs quietly at that, suddenly very thankful he can't see the look on her face. She can only imagine what it must look like, a mix of overwhelmed astonishment mingling with a need to do or say something to shift them away from this—even if she is strangely thankful for it. Gently squeezing his fingertips between hers, she shrugs her shoulders up slightly. ]
I'm supposed to be the one trying to cheer you up, not the other way around. Some light in the darkness I turn out to be.
[ She's thankful, really! She's also horrible at Personal Emotions, so instead she turns it into a lighthearted jab at herself. That will work, right? ]