She seems... a tiny bit surprised by it? Less than he might expect. More importantly, a million questions immediately enter her head. Why would he have a fake name? What does that have to do with his promise to his parents? What did that have to do with anything?
Her mind briefly flickers to Ferio, to him hiding he was a prince to keep his own sister safe.]
...
I won't tell. I promise I won't.
But...
Is... that part of why you look like you're hurting? Because your promise means you... you think you have to lie to everyone?
The forehead flick, of all things in that fucking tag, makes her look like she's about to cry more than anything else. Is it about him refusing to say anything? Perhaps not, though that does get her to flinch, just subtly.
...
Her words are thick on her tongue as she holds up one of her hands, letting her pinky extend. She's shaking.
And, at least for the moment, she can't meet his eyes.]
He recognizes this. Something he'd heard of but never really got to do until he came here. He looks at her pinky, small and shaking. Really, how can he say no?
(He's never been cruel) (Perhaps too aggressive, maybe a little selfish) (But he's never been cruel)
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She seems... a tiny bit surprised by it? Less than he might expect. More importantly, a million questions immediately enter her head. Why would he have a fake name? What does that have to do with his promise to his parents? What did that have to do with anything?
Her mind briefly flickers to Ferio, to him hiding he was a prince to keep his own sister safe.]
...
I won't tell. I promise I won't.
But...
Is... that part of why you look like you're hurting? Because your promise means you... you think you have to lie to everyone?
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(Flicking her forehead now,)
I'll tell you what. I love a good story. Bring me one this upcoming week and I'll share one in return.
(An open offer to make up for the fact that he isn't answering any more questions today.)
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The forehead flick, of all things in that fucking tag, makes her look like she's about to cry more than anything else. Is it about him refusing to say anything? Perhaps not, though that does get her to flinch, just subtly.
...
Her words are thick on her tongue as she holds up one of her hands, letting her pinky extend. She's shaking.
And, at least for the moment, she can't meet his eyes.]
...Do you promise?
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He recognizes this. Something he'd heard of but never really got to do until he came here. He looks at her pinky, small and shaking. Really, how can he say no?
(He's never been cruel)
(Perhaps too aggressive, maybe a little selfish)
(But he's never been cruel)
Closing his eyes, he hooks his pinky with hers,)
... I promise.