[ Lunafreya would take him whenever and wherever if it were at all possible. There may have been rules and traditions before, but the world changes, and they must all adapt. No two Oracles are the same. Her grandmother may not have needed her grandfather as they worked together but separate, but Lunafreya has no shame in admitting to herself it would be easier if Atem could join her. However, she would not ask Yugi to be there simply so Atem would be able to. She is strong enough to weigh it on her own as she has.
She tilts her head at his words and how he "speaks" them. She has learned how to tell when his thoughts are slipping away. While his fall was far more drastic than this, several small things remain the same. Her hands guide his head up just a bit so she might look him in the eyes. The usual intense gaze is something softer and vulnerable now, but still direct and asking his full attention return to her.
You have done more than enough for me... more than I could ever hope for or deserve. A finger presses to his lips gently to allow her to finish. You have already saved me , my dear Pharaoh. You needn't do more.
He may have not said the words, but, she has an inclination based on the tone of his voice. It matters little that he is unable to restore her voice on his own. He has made a place for her in his life, and thus, saved her from losing her own wish inside the mantle of the Oracle. What little of Luna remains outside of her calling has been not only pulled from it, but held and protected. Losing her voice permanently would be a worthy trade for that in her mind.
One hand leaves his face to find his. She guides it along her side and down to her hip.
I'm certain that no one else could do for me what you have already done.
Despite strain, Lunafreya leans upwards just enough to press her forehead to his. Her eyes still remain locked with his. She guides his hand from her hip to the inside of her thigh, testing to see how far he wishes to take his affections.
Nothing else can be done tonight, Yami. Focus on us -- the fact that we are together again... however long it may last. ]
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She tilts her head at his words and how he "speaks" them. She has learned how to tell when his thoughts are slipping away. While his fall was far more drastic than this, several small things remain the same. Her hands guide his head up just a bit so she might look him in the eyes. The usual intense gaze is something softer and vulnerable now, but still direct and asking his full attention return to her.
You have done more than enough for me... more than I could ever hope for or deserve. A finger presses to his lips gently to allow her to finish. You have already saved me , my dear Pharaoh. You needn't do more.
He may have not said the words, but, she has an inclination based on the tone of his voice. It matters little that he is unable to restore her voice on his own. He has made a place for her in his life, and thus, saved her from losing her own wish inside the mantle of the Oracle. What little of Luna remains outside of her calling has been not only pulled from it, but held and protected. Losing her voice permanently would be a worthy trade for that in her mind.
One hand leaves his face to find his. She guides it along her side and down to her hip.
I'm certain that no one else could do for me what you have already done.
Despite strain, Lunafreya leans upwards just enough to press her forehead to his. Her eyes still remain locked with his. She guides his hand from her hip to the inside of her thigh, testing to see how far he wishes to take his affections.
Nothing else can be done tonight, Yami. Focus on us -- the fact that we are together again... however long it may last. ]