[ Looking at that smile of his, Naminé hesitates, and yet... the one she gives in return is as honest as it is sympathetic. ]
I... don't want to lie, [ she says, with the gentlest hint of a tease to it, and that's probably all the confirmation that need be said. She means it fondly, that much is clear enough, and presently she adds an encouraging, ] Most of the people I like are good at getting into trouble.
[ So he's in good company, at the very least. Not that Rion counts among them, though, which Naminé's reminded of as the memory speaks. Her lips pull into the faintest of frowns, and she doesn't restrain a glance the figment's way. Still, her attention is back on Ferran quickly enough. ]
You're welcome. [ Yet she says it reluctantly, as if she feels the thanks isn't warranted; with a small effort, she draws her smile back into place. ] As for making it up to me... there's nothing to make up for. But I won't say no if you want to spend time together somewhere that isn't a bad dream.
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I... don't want to lie, [ she says, with the gentlest hint of a tease to it, and that's probably all the confirmation that need be said. She means it fondly, that much is clear enough, and presently she adds an encouraging, ] Most of the people I like are good at getting into trouble.
[ So he's in good company, at the very least. Not that Rion counts among them, though, which Naminé's reminded of as the memory speaks. Her lips pull into the faintest of frowns, and she doesn't restrain a glance the figment's way. Still, her attention is back on Ferran quickly enough. ]
You're welcome. [ Yet she says it reluctantly, as if she feels the thanks isn't warranted; with a small effort, she draws her smile back into place. ] As for making it up to me... there's nothing to make up for. But I won't say no if you want to spend time together somewhere that isn't a bad dream.