[It's hard getting close to someone you previous tried to convince that you're nothing but a terrible monster of a man. Painting this picture of yourself, and then slowly tearing it down...it's almost shameful in a way, like humiliating to show his true self after all his boasting and what not.
Wanting to be understood, yet too afraid to open up so anyone can.
As Lucina moves Masquerain, shifts, and stares at him wide-eyed, he can't help but look to her himself. His own eyebrows raising a bit, expectantly as she continues and then...doesn't finish her sentence. Maybe if his mind hadn't been wandering elsewhere, he'd have picked up on what she's trying to imply. Instead, he just stares at her a little dumbly.]
...Well?
[He doesn't necessarily want her to go, but he does want her to get to her point already!]
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Wanting to be understood, yet too afraid to open up so anyone can.
As Lucina moves Masquerain, shifts, and stares at him wide-eyed, he can't help but look to her himself. His own eyebrows raising a bit, expectantly as she continues and then...doesn't finish her sentence. Maybe if his mind hadn't been wandering elsewhere, he'd have picked up on what she's trying to imply. Instead, he just stares at her a little dumbly.]
...Well?
[He doesn't necessarily want her to go, but he does want her to get to her point already!]