[She sees him looking in her peripheral, and she smiles faintly but does not meet his gaze. He'll find a soft pink dusting her cheeks, but that could mean a lot of things. Kisara herself knows better than to read too much into his words or his glances, having lived around him long enough to remember who he is, what he's like with anyone. He hasn't even recited embarrassing poetry at her lately!
All that aside, all of what he says should be embarrassing, but it warms her heart nonetheless. She'd never need a Renan to determine her worth. But she'll gladly gather confidence in her own worth from a dear friend.]
Dohalim... [She sighs quietly - honestly, this man - and finally looks back at him, wearing a brighter smile now.] Thank you, really.
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All that aside, all of what he says should be embarrassing, but it warms her heart nonetheless. She'd never need a Renan to determine her worth. But she'll gladly gather confidence in her own worth from a dear friend.]
Dohalim... [She sighs quietly - honestly, this man - and finally looks back at him, wearing a brighter smile now.] Thank you, really.