[ that gets her to pause. whatever she's doing, whatever she's thinking about all grinds to a halt as she slowly looks up at him from her plate. realisation is clearly written on her face, her lips pressed together as if this is a conversation that she's never expected to be raised or mentioned or thought of at all. it's the elephant in the room, she knows, but she's always thought that it's an unspoken agreement between the both of them to never address it.

... lumine thought wrong, that much is obvious. and for a long moment, she has nothing to say, speechless and hesitant to say anything. saying it's personal is an understatement. ]

Then ... [ she starts slowly, her eyes averting from his, pushing her food around the plate. ] I'd tell you that you should probably reconsider what you want because you might be making a mistake that you'd regret in the long run.

[ for one thing, this is his life they're talking about; who is she to make any decisions about it, to try and have an opinion in what he should pursue? for another, their circumstances are too abnormal. ]