[ He laughs, a little breathlessly and a little painfully, looking down at her with a subdued smile. They are pretty awful rules, when you get down to it, but they--like the need to train chronicles from such a young age--are important nonetheless.
Lavi considers a tease here, something at least mildly inappropriate and sure to spoil the mood, but then she makes that promise and he finds himself, if only a little bit, believing in another human.
Making me happy?
An echo of a memory plays at his mind again, pushes pain into his chest and tightens his breath. No, he's not happy, but there was a moment.. a hazy, confusing moment, where he had been.
When was that? How can it feel like such a fresh loss, when he can't seem to remember what it was in the first place? ]
I don't think that matters, Rook.
[ He lets go of her hand to return the hug, maybe a little too tight, fighting the swell of an emotion he can't explain. ]
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Lavi considers a tease here, something at least mildly inappropriate and sure to spoil the mood, but then she makes that promise and he finds himself, if only a little bit, believing in another human.
Making me happy?
An echo of a memory plays at his mind again, pushes pain into his chest and tightens his breath. No, he's not happy, but there was a moment.. a hazy, confusing moment, where he had been.
When was that? How can it feel like such a fresh loss, when he can't seem to remember what it was in the first place? ]
I don't think that matters, Rook.
[ He lets go of her hand to return the hug, maybe a little too tight, fighting the swell of an emotion he can't explain. ]
But thanks. I'm not ready to be someone else yet.