She looks at him for a moment, not quite sure what to say or where to begin. But then she takes a deep breath and seems to ground herself, standing up a bit straighter. It’s easier if she can play a role; she’s not Miu, she’s not anyone with a specific name or face. She’s— she thinks of Sizhui and Xichen and decidedly does not think about Jingyi, and Wangji. She thinks of how she’s observed the Lans carrying and conducting themselves and lets that sort of stoic calmness and dedication wash over her.
Beneath the serene exterior, she knows firsthand how deeply the well of their feelings truly runs, but in the surface she’ll appear calm and collected, ready to dutifully report. It’s easier that way.
“...Jingyi messaged me and said we should do something about those monster things.” Okay, ‘monster things’ was not very Lan-like vocabulary but she’s working with what she’s got, alright? “That... we should do a ‘night hunt’? That they’d hurt Jin Ling and Sizhui, so... Something like revenge, I guess.”
Miu pauses for a moment, feeling the guilt welling up in her throat again before she forces herself to continue. “...He... he didn’t know that I can’t.... really fight. But I went anyway, because I wanted to help.” She clutches at her bag and thinks against telling him the main reason wasn’t even so much a desire to help, but a desire to relieve her boredom and satisfy her curiosity. “But I can, um...”
It feels a little weird to suddenly bring up the ability now, but— “if I apply my spirit power the right way, I can slow time for a little bit. So I could slow those monsters down for a bit, and it helped. Jingyi was doing really good, but there... there were too many of them. And they realized my ability was making it easier for Jingyi so they targeted me, and... Jingyi and I were going to escape then. But... it was a mistake. I don’t know, it happened so fast...” Miu trails off, looking down at the ground at last, her brow furrowed. Even though she’s not looking at his face, though, she’s still maintaining enough contact with him to try and feel his reaction from there.
If he blames her—well. She deserved it, didn’t she?
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Beneath the serene exterior, she knows firsthand how deeply the well of their feelings truly runs, but in the surface she’ll appear calm and collected, ready to dutifully report. It’s easier that way.
“...Jingyi messaged me and said we should do something about those monster things.” Okay, ‘monster things’ was not very Lan-like vocabulary but she’s working with what she’s got, alright? “That... we should do a ‘night hunt’? That they’d hurt Jin Ling and Sizhui, so... Something like revenge, I guess.”
Miu pauses for a moment, feeling the guilt welling up in her throat again before she forces herself to continue. “...He... he didn’t know that I can’t.... really fight. But I went anyway, because I wanted to help.” She clutches at her bag and thinks against telling him the main reason wasn’t even so much a desire to help, but a desire to relieve her boredom and satisfy her curiosity. “But I can, um...”
It feels a little weird to suddenly bring up the ability now, but— “if I apply my spirit power the right way, I can slow time for a little bit. So I could slow those monsters down for a bit, and it helped. Jingyi was doing really good, but there... there were too many of them. And they realized my ability was making it easier for Jingyi so they targeted me, and... Jingyi and I were going to escape then. But... it was a mistake. I don’t know, it happened so fast...” Miu trails off, looking down at the ground at last, her brow furrowed. Even though she’s not looking at his face, though, she’s still maintaining enough contact with him to try and feel his reaction from there.
If he blames her—well. She deserved it, didn’t she?