[ It takes her a moment to piece together what Claude says to her in Almyran. Having only ever hearing her own (probably very incorrect) pronunciation, she's never heard it properly spoken to her. The snippets that she heard from time to time between merchants who did business in Almyra couldn't be counted either because the moment any of them had seen her curious, bright eyes flitting to them they had switched back to their common tongue.
Worry lingers in the back of her mind - about butchering what she's said or completely saying the wrong thing and misconstruing her feelings - and a part of her waits for laughter at at her to follow the surprise. Instead his expression melts into something akin to the ones that are quickly becoming so familiar and precious to her. It's one that she knows in her heart of hearts that she'll never tire of seeing.
It takes her a moment to piece together what he's saying. Almyran is beautiful on its own when it isn't being absolutely butchered by her attempts. But it's made more so coming from him and the meaning behind the words that she manages to understand which is only further solidified by the intent in his kiss. It is a promise filled with intent, one that she intends to give and keep right back. When they parts it's with no amount of small reluctance on her part. ]
Maybe a couple of months. [ She nuzzles her nose against his, a tender, somewhat shy smile, flitting to her lips as she catches her breath from the kiss. ] Is this the part where you tell me my pronunciation was awful?
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Worry lingers in the back of her mind - about butchering what she's said or completely saying the wrong thing and misconstruing her feelings - and a part of her waits for laughter at at her to follow the surprise. Instead his expression melts into something akin to the ones that are quickly becoming so familiar and precious to her. It's one that she knows in her heart of hearts that she'll never tire of seeing.
It takes her a moment to piece together what he's saying. Almyran is beautiful on its own when it isn't being absolutely butchered by her attempts. But it's made more so coming from him and the meaning behind the words that she manages to understand which is only further solidified by the intent in his kiss. It is a promise filled with intent, one that she intends to give and keep right back. When they parts it's with no amount of small reluctance on her part. ]
Maybe a couple of months. [ She nuzzles her nose against his, a tender, somewhat shy smile, flitting to her lips as she catches her breath from the kiss. ] Is this the part where you tell me my pronunciation was awful?