Aurelia
Aurelia smirks slightly with amusement when Ronin complains about the treatment. "Not very tough, are you, Ro?" She murmurs teasingly with a taunting wiggle of her brows. But her expression softens and quivers with heartfelt surprise when he confirms that of course he'd do that. "Thank you..." she says as her chest caves inward, "I won't forget that."
The conversation does take a darker turn, but it's one Aurelia has steadily continued to supply since the moment Ronin has arrived. Her gaze turns somber and understanding at the account of Seren's existence. "Of course you love her," she gives his wrist a squeeze, where she's finished tying the bandage, before she lets go and her hands slowly fall away. "She reminds me a bit of myself when I was younger... but, less angry. A lot less angry. Because she has a good father, and you've protected her well," although her small smile doesn't reach her eyes, her words are genuine.
She doesn't have to know their lives to know these things keenly, to feel it within her gut. It's something she can spot from a mile away because it is something she had sorely missed growing up. Though she would not say that here and now.
Ronin's reaction is not as extreme as she thought it might be. His voice is soft, as he tilts his head up at her and states the plain truth of the matter. Her lips purse and her brows furrow as her shoulders shrug down in defeat. For several moments, she's quiet, until finally she says, "I guess I'm not as bad as I think I am, huh?"
The conversation does take a darker turn, but it's one Aurelia has steadily continued to supply since the moment Ronin has arrived. Her gaze turns somber and understanding at the account of Seren's existence. "Of course you love her," she gives his wrist a squeeze, where she's finished tying the bandage, before she lets go and her hands slowly fall away. "She reminds me a bit of myself when I was younger... but, less angry. A lot less angry. Because she has a good father, and you've protected her well," although her small smile doesn't reach her eyes, her words are genuine.
She doesn't have to know their lives to know these things keenly, to feel it within her gut. It's something she can spot from a mile away because it is something she had sorely missed growing up. Though she would not say that here and now.
Ronin's reaction is not as extreme as she thought it might be. His voice is soft, as he tilts his head up at her and states the plain truth of the matter. Her lips purse and her brows furrow as her shoulders shrug down in defeat. For several moments, she's quiet, until finally she says, "I guess I'm not as bad as I think I am, huh?"
So leave me and tell me what I already know
That I trialled and I failed and it's good to let it go
That I trialled and I failed and it's good to let it go
