[after a little flinch at his snipping, Lucina remained still, watching in a way one would in searching for openings in a fight. even that doesn't last long, though, as watching him struggle makes her heart ache with empathy, and she finds less to fear from that irate tone.
her mouth even quirks a little when he speaks on patience. it's true -- he doesn't seem the type, not with the way he postures out there in the world. but it wouldn't make sense to admit something like this if it weren't true.
and at being worth it? Lucina's face warms, too. that's something she wouldn't have expected from him, either. yet there it is.]
...Thank you.
[she says so while reaching and putting a hand on his wrist.]
For saying that. And meaning it. I won't forget it...or take it for granted.
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[after a little flinch at his snipping, Lucina remained still, watching in a way one would in searching for openings in a fight. even that doesn't last long, though, as watching him struggle makes her heart ache with empathy, and she finds less to fear from that irate tone.
her mouth even quirks a little when he speaks on patience. it's true -- he doesn't seem the type, not with the way he postures out there in the world. but it wouldn't make sense to admit something like this if it weren't true.
and at being worth it? Lucina's face warms, too. that's something she wouldn't have expected from him, either. yet there it is.]
...Thank you.
[she says so while reaching and putting a hand on his wrist.]
For saying that. And meaning it. I won't forget it...or take it for granted.