I lend everyone my ear, but nobody my heart
and I sure would like to change that, but I don't know where to start
and I sure would like to change that, but I don't know where to start
She wonders at the beautiful array of feathers that smooth down his skin, curious as to what emotion prompts them - if it's anxiety, as she's so familiar seeing with Sunjata, or some darker recess that has been tapped into due to a misstep of her own.
The tentative smile that had begun to form at his forgiveness cracks and dwindles at the mention of such circumstances. Lately it seems her emotions defy her once-impeccable control, surging to disturb what had once been a pristine and well-crafted surface. Hotaru's smile is strained, chin lifting as she tries to summon a brave face. "Not the best first impression then, hm? Though I'll tell myself it merely makes me seem mysterious." A wink conceals the wry bitterness that blossoms at the mere notion of others seeing her as cast aside and pitiable.
A startled blink erases even that on this rollercoaster of reactions as his gloves are handed over without a word. She takes them, at a loss of what else to do, and can't help the small smile at how overlarge they are on her petite fingers as they're pulled on. "Thank you," she says instead, far softer than her voice has any right to be with a relative stranger. The laugh that comes next follows suit, imagining such a gift. "I would have been just as confused by receiving them. Though no less appreciative." Her grin quirks at one corner, playfully encouraging of the idea. "Frey is...difficult to explain, and even harder for certain people to achieve harmony with. Remi's hesitance is not unfounded, and was part of why I was so worried for him." He'd admitted to only experiencing sex-Frey's allure once before, and she had regretted throwing him into the deep end even after he had promised to stay with her while she prayed.
Turning her face to the brightly lit stars in the sky above them, she finds her tongue loosened by too many sleepless nights and too numerous losses in as many bleak days. "I had been sure I would be a follower of Safrin before I met Frey - though even if I hadn't Attuned to Frey, now I'm certain she despises me for, well..." trailing off, she gestures limply with her hand, tired smile abjectly sad. Clearly Ronin already knows of her depressing tale, no sense in embarrassing herself with recounting it aloud. "But part of me will always serve her. Ironic, hm? Maybe that's why I'm sharing my super-secret special star viewing place with you." Letting her eyes skim away from the stars, she idly kicks a rock further down the cobblestone street, and feels her shoulders hike towards her ears as she bites her tongue to stop more senseless drudgery from escaping.
The tentative smile that had begun to form at his forgiveness cracks and dwindles at the mention of such circumstances. Lately it seems her emotions defy her once-impeccable control, surging to disturb what had once been a pristine and well-crafted surface. Hotaru's smile is strained, chin lifting as she tries to summon a brave face. "Not the best first impression then, hm? Though I'll tell myself it merely makes me seem mysterious." A wink conceals the wry bitterness that blossoms at the mere notion of others seeing her as cast aside and pitiable.
A startled blink erases even that on this rollercoaster of reactions as his gloves are handed over without a word. She takes them, at a loss of what else to do, and can't help the small smile at how overlarge they are on her petite fingers as they're pulled on. "Thank you," she says instead, far softer than her voice has any right to be with a relative stranger. The laugh that comes next follows suit, imagining such a gift. "I would have been just as confused by receiving them. Though no less appreciative." Her grin quirks at one corner, playfully encouraging of the idea. "Frey is...difficult to explain, and even harder for certain people to achieve harmony with. Remi's hesitance is not unfounded, and was part of why I was so worried for him." He'd admitted to only experiencing sex-Frey's allure once before, and she had regretted throwing him into the deep end even after he had promised to stay with her while she prayed.
Turning her face to the brightly lit stars in the sky above them, she finds her tongue loosened by too many sleepless nights and too numerous losses in as many bleak days. "I had been sure I would be a follower of Safrin before I met Frey - though even if I hadn't Attuned to Frey, now I'm certain she despises me for, well..." trailing off, she gestures limply with her hand, tired smile abjectly sad. Clearly Ronin already knows of her depressing tale, no sense in embarrassing herself with recounting it aloud. "But part of me will always serve her. Ironic, hm? Maybe that's why I'm sharing my super-secret special star viewing place with you." Letting her eyes skim away from the stars, she idly kicks a rock further down the cobblestone street, and feels her shoulders hike towards her ears as she bites her tongue to stop more senseless drudgery from escaping.
Hotaru
