[ lumine wants to argue that, well, no, not really. there are still things that she'd rather not tell him, things that she'd rather keep a secret from him. not out of fear of him learning about it, but out of uncertainty of what will come next, what he would say after. it's the first time she's been given something that she doesn't know what to do about despite her decisiveness on a lot of matters.
but she supposes that that's something that can be discussed on another day, a less tiring, less frustrating day.
she gestures at him, withdrawing her leg and letting her foot drop back to the floor. her own food is also set aside, most likely to be forgotten depending on how this conversation will go. ]
no subject
but she supposes that that's something that can be discussed on another day, a less tiring, less frustrating day.
she gestures at him, withdrawing her leg and letting her foot drop back to the floor. her own food is also set aside, most likely to be forgotten depending on how this conversation will go. ]
Sure, go on.