[ He may deny himself the selfish wish, but she certainly aims to grant it. She has made up her mind and it is a rare occurrence that anything may change it. While her sister's stubbornness is plain for all to see? Hers has always been a quiet undertow. It has only been lately with the advent of the events in the Crystarium and the greater whole of the lands of Norvrandt around it that she has become outward over it. The events that transpired there ripple through her very soul, and there are times she wakes up still horrified by all she had seen. Aymeric had not once shunned or turned her away then... and she will not do the same for him. Especially now.
If he is distraught for her to see him in such a state? Perhaps it is good she has not yet divulged the details of her most recent time away.
Her ears lift only slightly as he returns the kiss, adjusting so he must not lean so far forward. It would take hours, if not days, to properly heal all that has been done to him. She would not have him anymore injured on her account. As soon as she moves, she feels him pull away. Her eyes snap open and widen at his reaction. Ears tucked to her head once again as he starts to pull at his chains violently. Immediately her hands go to his, fingers wrapping around his hands to hold them still.
The force in his motions is almost shocking, causing her own hands to tighten and the force felt all the way through her arms. Her head tilts down so she may lock her gaze with his. Then, she anchors herself with her knees, making the point that she will not budge even as his eyes brighten to a form of light she has only seen once.
For the briefest of moments her mind snaps back to those distant lands of Norvrandt, seeing malformations and thr screams of those being tormented into shapes they ought not to be. Her hands shake as her vision is filled with white alabaster skin and feathers falling...
Another tug of his hands snaps her back from the lands and her gaze focuses on him once more. Alkaid's eyes narrow. The light in his eyes is not the same as then--it belongs to a foe she faced with her sister long ago. ]
Aymeric, please, stop! You'll only hurt yourself more!
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If he is distraught for her to see him in such a state? Perhaps it is good she has not yet divulged the details of her most recent time away.
Her ears lift only slightly as he returns the kiss, adjusting so he must not lean so far forward. It would take hours, if not days, to properly heal all that has been done to him. She would not have him anymore injured on her account. As soon as she moves, she feels him pull away. Her eyes snap open and widen at his reaction. Ears tucked to her head once again as he starts to pull at his chains violently. Immediately her hands go to his, fingers wrapping around his hands to hold them still.
The force in his motions is almost shocking, causing her own hands to tighten and the force felt all the way through her arms. Her head tilts down so she may lock her gaze with his. Then, she anchors herself with her knees, making the point that she will not budge even as his eyes brighten to a form of light she has only seen once.
For the briefest of moments her mind snaps back to those distant lands of Norvrandt, seeing malformations and thr screams of those being tormented into shapes they ought not to be. Her hands shake as her vision is filled with white alabaster skin and feathers falling...
Another tug of his hands snaps her back from the lands and her gaze focuses on him once more. Alkaid's eyes narrow. The light in his eyes is not the same as then--it belongs to a foe she faced with her sister long ago. ]
Aymeric, please, stop! You'll only hurt yourself more!