[ It's hard to know what exactly is going through Ferran's head, but what she can tell from the outside feels like something of a relief. He seems... better, at least, although Naminé remains somewhat on edge in anticipation of any further emotion on his part.
Still, the shift, when it becomes obvious, is not one that she fails to spot. Hesitantly, the blonde trails after him when he moves with purpose, her eyes on his back and her head tilted faintly in concerned curiosity. About the time realization begins to dawn, his guardian makes an appearance.
Naturally, Naminé's first inclination - after the jolt of surprise and sharp, subsequent turn toward the sound of his voice - is to step between him and Ferran. She almost does, in fact, though in the end her better sense wins out after only a half step in that direction. Her frown is pronounced, but in light of what the man has to say - reluctant though she is to shift her attention, the blonde belatedly looks over at Ferran along one narrow shoulder. ]
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Still, the shift, when it becomes obvious, is not one that she fails to spot. Hesitantly, the blonde trails after him when he moves with purpose, her eyes on his back and her head tilted faintly in concerned curiosity. About the time realization begins to dawn, his guardian makes an appearance.
Naturally, Naminé's first inclination - after the jolt of surprise and sharp, subsequent turn toward the sound of his voice - is to step between him and Ferran. She almost does, in fact, though in the end her better sense wins out after only a half step in that direction. Her frown is pronounced, but in light of what the man has to say - reluctant though she is to shift her attention, the blonde belatedly looks over at Ferran along one narrow shoulder. ]
... Have you remembered, then?