Yori Hakamada wrote: ↑Thu Dec 30, 2021 6:27 am
Yori stares back, trying to interpret the look.
‘I am about to inflict violence on you?’ No. Her teeth were not bared.
‘I am flirting with you?’ Possible, but her commander has been very clear she was discussing betrayal.
‘You have made a mistake’ yes, that seemed most likely.
This all takes some time until finally, although still with a completely flat tone:
“Gianna.”
She frowns slightly, cursing her over-familiarity.
“I believe you are a more honest commander than those I have served under.”
Clearing her throat
“And your home is far away. That is hard. If it were in my power I would move it closer. Then being some kind of deity I would move on to more pressing matters, but you would be on the list.”
Princess looks on incredulously, but Gianna knows Yori enough to understand what all that meant.
"Thank you, Yori, really," she says, voice low and a little ragged as she looks up from the coffee cup. "I know that was hard, but it was nice hearing you say my name." She takes a deep breath, biting back what might have become a sniffle.
"It, um..." She hesitates, looks over at Princess, then back to Yori. "Home's here now," she says, with a mix of unhappiness and certainty. "The Angels are the family we have, and, um... I'm glad you're part of that family," she says, voice uneven but eyes steady with affection. After holding that look briefly, she looks back to the coffee cup.
"You, um, have any advice for Princess, going into her first combat zone?" Princess looks appalled at the attention shifting back to her, but even she can see that Gianna needs a few moments.
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