[ Her hand curls around his. There is a moment that passes where she does not move nor does she say anything. Then, after what seems like quite the long time, she pushes herself forward. She sits on her knees and wraps her arms around his neck with no hesitation. It is as if she still stands on the railing at his favorite place in the whole city, curling against him in hopes the Scions might not find her. Alkaid hides her face between his neck and her arm. Unlike him, she remains dressed in the robe that settles over the borrowed shirt. Looking at his rather casual attire has hardly crossed her mind at the moment.
How selfish is she for simply wanting this with him? Shed the titles she's been given and the responsibilities that they entail. To live as just an adventurer within Ishgard so she might see him every day? She bites her lip for a brief moment to keep her emotions in line. He hardly needs her weakness when he is still wrestles with his own. ]
Why can't it be like this? [ She hates how much like a lamentation it sounds, but she can hardly stop it from coming forward. He has no inclination of how much she loves him; how much saying good-bye makes her heart ache. It has only gotten harder as time has gone on... and now it feels neigh impossible. ] Why can't we be like this?
[ Why must she be pulled away from him? Has she not earned this after all that she has done for Eorzea? While the morning is still hours away, she cannot shake the feeling that once the suns rays find their way through curtains and drapes, she'll inevitably summoned away from him. Perhaps it does not hurt him as deeply as it hurts her. Again, it has always felt like she and her sister feel things so much more than others. Mayhap she is pushing him away by showing him just a small part of what she's kept hidden all this time. ]
I want to be here. [ With you. ] Not pulled away to another meeting in another city-state. Not being asked to risk life and limb for another city-state. Not right at this moment... [ her face presses further into his neck to try and keep the emotions as contained as she can. ]
I want a home for my sister and I want a home to come back to. I... I want a home here. [ In Isghard, with him, in this room. She's certain she is repeating herself now and cannot help it. If she says it enough out loud then perhaps one of the Twelve or Hydaelyn will hear it. ] Why can't it be?
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How selfish is she for simply wanting this with him? Shed the titles she's been given and the responsibilities that they entail. To live as just an adventurer within Ishgard so she might see him every day? She bites her lip for a brief moment to keep her emotions in line. He hardly needs her weakness when he is still wrestles with his own. ]
Why can't it be like this? [ She hates how much like a lamentation it sounds, but she can hardly stop it from coming forward. He has no inclination of how much she loves him; how much saying good-bye makes her heart ache. It has only gotten harder as time has gone on... and now it feels neigh impossible. ] Why can't we be like this?
[ Why must she be pulled away from him? Has she not earned this after all that she has done for Eorzea? While the morning is still hours away, she cannot shake the feeling that once the suns rays find their way through curtains and drapes, she'll inevitably summoned away from him. Perhaps it does not hurt him as deeply as it hurts her. Again, it has always felt like she and her sister feel things so much more than others. Mayhap she is pushing him away by showing him just a small part of what she's kept hidden all this time. ]
I want to be here. [ With you. ] Not pulled away to another meeting in another city-state. Not being asked to risk life and limb for another city-state. Not right at this moment... [ her face presses further into his neck to try and keep the emotions as contained as she can. ]
I want a home for my sister and I want a home to come back to. I... I want a home here. [ In Isghard, with him, in this room. She's certain she is repeating herself now and cannot help it. If she says it enough out loud then perhaps one of the Twelve or Hydaelyn will hear it. ] Why can't it be?