[He takes on a thoughtful expression as he raises one gloved hand to rake his fingers through his hair, the tightly-bound Noctaere behind them forgotten for the time being— a certain evening shared between himself and Hilda has been on his mind quite a lot lately, though he hasn't made mention of it to anyone. Maybe if he doesn't talk about it, it wasn't real.
Except it was, and neither of them are talking about it, which means there's a lot of unresolved... something hanging in the air.]
I guess that part goes without saying, huh? She's always treated me kind of like another older brother.
[Which is definitely where some of the weirdness comes from. He's not sure he likes that.]
I promised Holst a long time ago I'd look after her, but I think she looks after me just as much.
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Except it was, and neither of them are talking about it, which means there's a lot of unresolved... something hanging in the air.]
I guess that part goes without saying, huh? She's always treated me kind of like another older brother.
[Which is definitely where some of the weirdness comes from. He's not sure he likes that.]
I promised Holst a long time ago I'd look after her, but I think she looks after me just as much.