Ru
With laughter still held like a balloon in her chest, recalling those ridiculous visuals crafted through Deimos' magic and imagination, Hotaru lolls her head against his shoulder and inhales the scent of sulfur and rock that lingers over any natural hotspring.
He must sense the change within even if it is already clear from the outside, and Hotaru hums noncomittally for a moment as she considers how best to word what she's feeling. Until, finally, she just lets the Attuned bond open so he can feel what she's feeling;
Like sunlight through deep water, peace and happiness filter through in radiant beams that do not necessarily dispel the darkness, but beautify it. No longer do the waters feel as if they're drowning her, but as if she has merely exhaled all her breath to sink to the bottom and watch the surface from below. She feels happy. She feels peaceful.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay."
He must sense the change within even if it is already clear from the outside, and Hotaru hums noncomittally for a moment as she considers how best to word what she's feeling. Until, finally, she just lets the Attuned bond open so he can feel what she's feeling;
Like sunlight through deep water, peace and happiness filter through in radiant beams that do not necessarily dispel the darkness, but beautify it. No longer do the waters feel as if they're drowning her, but as if she has merely exhaled all her breath to sink to the bottom and watch the surface from below. She feels happy. She feels peaceful.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay."
you are such a soft and messy thing
nobody knows how to take care of you
nobody knows how to take care of you
