[Her confusion at her own motives is reflected in Ferran's face, and his brow furrows particularly at the idea of her attempting to avoid upsetting him. He still hasn't gotten an answer to his question at all, he thinks, each of her remarks doing nothing but avoiding the truth of the matter. It's all surely an attempt to fool him the way his guardian has always warned him of. She's no thief, she says, but that's what all of them say, and the tension in his shoulders grows.
But then she finishes her thoughts with that quiet statement.
After a moment of surprise at being seen so clearly as lonely, he brings his left hand to his upper arm and his gaze darts away, two immediate tells he's had no real reason to hide up to this point. Until now, nobody's really gotten close enough to even see them, and with the Fae there's never been any point of hiding anything. His jaw clenches too, and his response is pushed through his teeth, barely above a whisper.]
... I'm where I need to be. [Catching himself as he realizes the remark is more of a response to his own internal struggles than her statement, he adds:] —by myself, for a reason.
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But then she finishes her thoughts with that quiet statement.
After a moment of surprise at being seen so clearly as lonely, he brings his left hand to his upper arm and his gaze darts away, two immediate tells he's had no real reason to hide up to this point. Until now, nobody's really gotten close enough to even see them, and with the Fae there's never been any point of hiding anything. His jaw clenches too, and his response is pushed through his teeth, barely above a whisper.]
... I'm where I need to be. [Catching himself as he realizes the remark is more of a response to his own internal struggles than her statement, he adds:] —by myself, for a reason.