[ hey, her brother is attractive and sweet, probably the best catch anyone could have—if she ever allowed him to date! so, how dare he pull a face at the thought of going out with aether romantically. ]

I mean, I was close to flinging myself out the balcony last night, so it's not really different.

[ she was just being considerate to the people downstairs and the innkeeper who would most likely have to clean up her bloody remains.

lumine's not about to admit that last night was, well, unusual. not just the dream itself, but the feelings attached to it. she doesn't ever remember having such a connection with anyone, not even with the guys she dated in the past. it was disconcerting, confusing. annoying. ]

If you think about it too, Aether and I have the same face. Same hair colour, same eyes ...