[ the expression she sends his way is of surprise and disbelief, for a moment caught off-guard by his words. lumine can't believe that that is his sentiment over this. she realises that perhaps he's grown attached to childe from the things they've seen and witnessed; she's not going to deny that she feels closer to lumine more than ever, especially with the memories that are starting to crop up lately in her mind and dreams.
but is that really something that he doesn't mind? to lose himself and become childe? sure, perhaps they're not at all different, but for her, they are. ]
So, you wouldn't care if I call you Childe? If I think of you as him?
[ would she be able to accept that if she were in his place? to be seen as the other lumine, the lumine who is not her? what would become of her, then? her identity, her lifeβis she simply going to have to relinquish it all to a person who's lived their own life already a thousand years ago? ]
... Is that your answer to my question, then? Is it the other Lumine you see when you look at me?
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but is that really something that he doesn't mind? to lose himself and become childe? sure, perhaps they're not at all different, but for her, they are. ]
So, you wouldn't care if I call you Childe? If I think of you as him?
[ would she be able to accept that if she were in his place? to be seen as the other lumine, the lumine who is not her? what would become of her, then? her identity, her lifeβis she simply going to have to relinquish it all to a person who's lived their own life already a thousand years ago? ]
... Is that your answer to my question, then? Is it the other Lumine you see when you look at me?