but lune will pause thoughtfully before moving their hand that was covering hers, as if they only want to look at her nails. then they'll gently brush their fingertips over hers, and comment rather simply:]
I think your nails are lovely.
[and their head tilts as their gaze lifts up to her face]
I think you're very lovely. Intelligent, hard-working, deserving of attention and care.
[lune will reach out - carefully, and only lightly. but their fingertips will find the curve of clover's jaw to try to keep her from her shaking, to earn her attention]
Then I will say it, and prove it, until you are able to believe me.
She lets them stop her, but the eyes that stare up at them are defiant, full of anger and hatred. Whether that anger and hatred is pointed internally or externally or both is hard to tell. ]
... I am bound so that I may not show clear favoritism....
[and they do seem rather apologetic for that but]
But I will stay with you as long as you would like, and you may share time with me for as long as you might need. If you seek distractions, or want for anything else that I can grant...
NO I'M KIDDING but she's thinking it. She is thinking it with all her might.
She looks at Lune for a long, long moment, at how they're shrouded in their hood and wonders a great many things about what's underneath and how much she really cares. ]
What I want right now, I don't think you can grant me.
[ Her voice is as cold as ice, and she abruptly stands, pulling away from them. ]
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but lune will pause thoughtfully before moving their hand that was covering hers, as if they only want to look at her nails. then they'll gently brush their fingertips over hers, and comment rather simply:]
I think your nails are lovely.
[and their head tilts as their gaze lifts up to her face]
I think you're very lovely. Intelligent, hard-working, deserving of attention and care.
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I can't believe you. I don't believe you. I won't believe you.
[ Because even someone she loves and admires to the point of imitation wants to kill her now. ]
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Then I will say it, and prove it, until you are able to believe me.
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She lets them stop her, but the eyes that stare up at them are defiant, full of anger and hatred. Whether that anger and hatred is pointed internally or externally or both is hard to tell. ]
How can you prove it?
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... I am bound so that I may not show clear favoritism....
[and they do seem rather apologetic for that but]
But I will stay with you as long as you would like, and you may share time with me for as long as you might need. If you seek distractions, or want for anything else that I can grant...
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NO I'M KIDDING but she's thinking it. She is thinking it with all her might.
She looks at Lune for a long, long moment, at how they're shrouded in their hood and wonders a great many things about what's underneath and how much she really cares. ]
What I want right now, I don't think you can grant me.
[ Her voice is as cold as ice, and she abruptly stands, pulling away from them. ]
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but lune will allow her to go without trying to hold her back, their hands returning to their lap as she rises]
May I ask that you at least share what that is?
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No.
[ A soft giggle escapes from her lips. ]
I don't think you should know.
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[though they'll just pause as she stands in front of them]
I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help. [and they do sound sincerely saddened by this, a frown in their voice] You must be feeling very uncertain.
Even so... you may return to see me whenever you'd like, if you grow weary of hiding from others.
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four is a horrible person, lune!! don't be like this!! ]
... I wonder if you'd still say the same thing if you knew what I was really thinking.
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[but they don't seem entirely bothered and will keep drinking the tea that she prepared]
Even so, I won't push you to tell me. But the invitation for a place to return to will always be open for you.
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So it's what she's doing. ]
Goodbye, Lune.
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their voice is as fond as ever]
Until we meet again, dear Four. Please take care.