[ The question is immediate and her tone filled with surprise. The emotion is not directed at him, but clearly at herself and the thoughts in her own mind. Of course, he would have moved them in expecting Lantaa to return home. She's not certain she is even the same woman he fell in love with... and in the end he may turn her away outright.
Still, she nods at the tug on the sleeve. She excuses herself for only a moment to grab the first nightgown of hers she sees. She selfishly prefers to sleep in his shirts, but, that was allowed for how she was before the First. Before her and her sister's souls were broken and healed back together. Before her hair was turned forever a lighter shade and her eye turned the color of the man who shared the same color of soul as theirs...
ยซ You won't know for sure until he sees. So, go on then. You can stare down monsters and creatures from other worlds. This can't be that hard. Not after all those glowing stories K'thisru gave about this knight. ยป
Alkaid's hands curl slightly into the nightgown as she hears that familiar voice in her mind. She must have pulled him away from K'thisru with her own emotional state. There is a pang of guilt that strikes her then before she crosses over back to Aymeric. She places the nightgown beside him.
Then, she raises her hand to gesture how to untie the white robes. She moves with his direction, slipping out of the robes to reveal the garb created for her as the Warrior of Darkness. She shifts her weight from hip to hip, her fingers raising to begin to twist one another. Her ears tip down again and her tail further curls under the opening of her robes. Despite Ardbert's reassurances, she can't imagine it would be received well. ]
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[ The question is immediate and her tone filled with surprise. The emotion is not directed at him, but clearly at herself and the thoughts in her own mind. Of course, he would have moved them in expecting Lantaa to return home. She's not certain she is even the same woman he fell in love with... and in the end he may turn her away outright.
Still, she nods at the tug on the sleeve. She excuses herself for only a moment to grab the first nightgown of hers she sees. She selfishly prefers to sleep in his shirts, but, that was allowed for how she was before the First. Before her and her sister's souls were broken and healed back together. Before her hair was turned forever a lighter shade and her eye turned the color of the man who shared the same color of soul as theirs...
ยซ You won't know for sure until he sees. So, go on then. You can stare down monsters and creatures from other worlds. This can't be that hard. Not after all those glowing stories K'thisru gave about this knight. ยป
Alkaid's hands curl slightly into the nightgown as she hears that familiar voice in her mind. She must have pulled him away from K'thisru with her own emotional state. There is a pang of guilt that strikes her then before she crosses over back to Aymeric. She places the nightgown beside him.
Then, she raises her hand to gesture how to untie the white robes. She moves with his direction, slipping out of the robes to reveal the garb created for her as the Warrior of Darkness. She shifts her weight from hip to hip, her fingers raising to begin to twist one another. Her ears tip down again and her tail further curls under the opening of her robes. Despite Ardbert's reassurances, she can't imagine it would be received well. ]