[ he can feel that little thread of hope, and holds onto it.
flayn's optimism is important to him. it's something that's done a lot for him, in the way that her kindness and trust and even her l--her affection have, too. though he is not an optimistic person, he just sets himself a firm ultimatum, the one he has through his entire career working with hua cheng. i will die before i fail her again.
that sense of resolve is the only thing flayn might feel from him, for a moment. it's firm, but quiet, present in the background to bolster her own. he doesn't know what to do, really, but if his words helped a little, then it's something. ] Of course, my lady.
[ "thank you", "of course"--it has become something of a routine, hasn't it? 'of course' has less weight to it, maybe, then i would do anything for you, but... that's the feeling that goes along with it, too.
with that, business is all said and done... and now that it's not so cold, it's a nice afternoon, and a good time for a walk. to spend a little time together. he's still bad at admitting when those are the things that he wants, and the excuse is gone, so it worked out. they're here, together. ] That was all.
[that resolve is comforting. feeling it, knowing that yin yu is going to devote himself to finding the truth of what is going on here and a way out of this for everyone, flayn is able to settle.
--though the comfort is, once again, punctuated by a small twinge of disappointment at "my lady". she really ought to just tell him already.]
...but we do not have to go back yet, correct? [she sounds - and feels - hopeful. they might be done talking shop, but it's a nice day, and his company is wonderful. she doesn't want to split up. she wants to stay here with him.
the only good thing about sharing feelings is she can express that to him without words.]
[ yin yu exhales. it's a laugh, sheepish, his other hand coming up to the back of his neck behind his scarf. ]
No.. of course not. [ he's a little embarrassed, ducking his head. ] ...I...was hoping you'd say that.
[ even if he picks up on her being disappointed again, and this time, that anxiety reflects back, a flicker of emotion. that's the third or fourth time. maybe she's just disappointed because she thought he was going to leave... ]
well, that disappointment is gone now. she smiles, and it's accompanied by a rush of happiness. ...knowing he wants to spend time with her, even when there isn't anything to discuss, makes her heart feel light.]
Oh... good. [...] Then... we can keep walking. I would like that a lot.
[ that happiness is infectious. it's easy to forget that slight he must have done. (at least, for now. he's very worried that he's already gone and screwed up something so good, and that plays low underneath his joy, but, he's always a little worried, so maybe that's not that new.)
yin yu can't help but smile back. gentle, small, but still present; his hand squeezes hers. ] ...I would too.
[he's always worried, it's true, but she wants to do something to ease that worry. that desire to help mingles with the warmth and affection that she can't shake when his hand squeezes hers, and her cheeks flush lightly.]
Good. I am glad.
[...it really is nice, that he wants to spend time with her like this. it means so much more to her than she knows how to express - but luckily, he can feel it.]
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flayn's optimism is important to him. it's something that's done a lot for him, in the way that her kindness and trust and even her l--her affection have, too. though he is not an optimistic person, he just sets himself a firm ultimatum, the one he has through his entire career working with hua cheng. i will die before i fail her again.
that sense of resolve is the only thing flayn might feel from him, for a moment. it's firm, but quiet, present in the background to bolster her own. he doesn't know what to do, really, but if his words helped a little, then it's something. ] Of course, my lady.
[ "thank you", "of course"--it has become something of a routine, hasn't it? 'of course' has less weight to it, maybe, then i would do anything for you, but... that's the feeling that goes along with it, too.
with that, business is all said and done... and now that it's not so cold, it's a nice afternoon, and a good time for a walk. to spend a little time together. he's still bad at admitting when those are the things that he wants, and the excuse is gone, so it worked out. they're here, together. ] That was all.
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--though the comfort is, once again, punctuated by a small twinge of disappointment at "my lady". she really ought to just tell him already.]
...but we do not have to go back yet, correct? [she sounds - and feels - hopeful. they might be done talking shop, but it's a nice day, and his company is wonderful. she doesn't want to split up. she wants to stay here with him.
the only good thing about sharing feelings is she can express that to him without words.]
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No.. of course not. [ he's a little embarrassed, ducking his head. ] ...I...was hoping you'd say that.
[ even if he picks up on her being disappointed again, and this time, that anxiety reflects back, a flicker of emotion. that's the third or fourth time. maybe she's just disappointed because she thought he was going to leave... ]
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well, that disappointment is gone now. she smiles, and it's accompanied by a rush of happiness. ...knowing he wants to spend time with her, even when there isn't anything to discuss, makes her heart feel light.]
Oh... good. [...] Then... we can keep walking. I would like that a lot.
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yin yu can't help but smile back. gentle, small, but still present; his hand squeezes hers. ] ...I would too.
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Good. I am glad.
[...it really is nice, that he wants to spend time with her like this. it means so much more to her than she knows how to express - but luckily, he can feel it.]