[ --A mistake. As usual, when she's overwhelmed with emotions, she slips and lets secrets through.
She shakes her head, her lips forming a wistful smile. It looks as if it takes effort for her to look at him, to speak. ]
Us, as in... everyone here.
[ She settles back from the embrace; but then, her hand takes his off of her cheek, and she lowers hers from his to clasp over it as well. With their hands held between them, she gives his a squeeze in a way that's probably meant to be reassuring.
She blinks once. ] Everyone you meet, Noctis. [ She blinks twice, feeling a new wetness fall over her cheeks even as she smiles, eye bright with sorrow and appreciation. Her expression appears overwhelmed with this gratefulness, but it's burying something within. Her tears could easily be of joy and comfort, just as much as they could be from a leak from the seal of thankfulness beneath which she attempts to bury all else.
It's a tactic she's used before for herself. Be appreciative of what she has now. And acknowledge what she has. See how wonderful it is, the friend she has made, the other bonds she has, the amount of people she's gotten to know, the wondrous reality that she's able to walk among them at all. This, this is what she has. What right does she have to sorrow, when she has so much unwarranted good happening to her already? ] You give so much to all. I am.... happy, Noct, just to have met you. And to have known you as a friend.
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She shakes her head, her lips forming a wistful smile. It looks as if it takes effort for her to look at him, to speak. ]
Us, as in... everyone here.
[ She settles back from the embrace; but then, her hand takes his off of her cheek, and she lowers hers from his to clasp over it as well. With their hands held between them, she gives his a squeeze in a way that's probably meant to be reassuring.
She blinks once. ] Everyone you meet, Noctis. [ She blinks twice, feeling a new wetness fall over her cheeks even as she smiles, eye bright with sorrow and appreciation. Her expression appears overwhelmed with this gratefulness, but it's burying something within. Her tears could easily be of joy and comfort, just as much as they could be from a leak from the seal of thankfulness beneath which she attempts to bury all else.
It's a tactic she's used before for herself. Be appreciative of what she has now. And acknowledge what she has. See how wonderful it is, the friend she has made, the other bonds she has, the amount of people she's gotten to know, the wondrous reality that she's able to walk among them at all. This, this is what she has. What right does she have to sorrow, when she has so much unwarranted good happening to her already? ] You give so much to all. I am.... happy, Noct, just to have met you. And to have known you as a friend.