Me? [ Her lips quirk as if that idea is somehow inherently funny. Had she been more herself, that's all it would have been too. Instead it falls flat turning out a little more sad than she intends. ] I'm just Holst's little sister.
[ She's never held any resentment towards Holst for his effortless existence. Exasperation towards his exuberance towards her? Yes. Staggering annoyance when he became an overbearing big brother to the point where she had been relieved when he had sent her away to Garreg Mach because it was like the first taste of freedom she'd had in a very long time? Yes. But he had never showered her with anything but love. Never treated her with anything but smothering affection and kindness. She balked at his unwavering belief in her but she chalked that up to being blood related and her being his precious little sister.
Expectations are a fearsome beast more terrifying than any man or demonic beast she's encountered. She hadn't expected this promise to hide one too. Silence passes between them as she feels the familiar fear drape its claws over her shoulders. Hilda knows that she has to respond. After all, she had asked him to tell her. Her eyes flutter shut unable to look at him, body almost slumping with dejection. ]
It feels easier to be honest with you.
[ The admission passes easily from her lips - although that too would be a hard pressed admission if the circumstances were different. But it's true. Being with him here like this feels so easy it makes her heart ache. The chasm between them isn't as wide, isn't wrought with history like it is with Claude. ]
I'm scared to talk with him. We haven't talked in a long time. I'm not sure I know how to anymore. [ That isn't an answer either. She realizes belatedly she's stalling. ] Are you going to be disappointed with me if I don't try? I'm not brave like you.
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[ She's never held any resentment towards Holst for his effortless existence. Exasperation towards his exuberance towards her? Yes. Staggering annoyance when he became an overbearing big brother to the point where she had been relieved when he had sent her away to Garreg Mach because it was like the first taste of freedom she'd had in a very long time? Yes. But he had never showered her with anything but love. Never treated her with anything but smothering affection and kindness. She balked at his unwavering belief in her but she chalked that up to being blood related and her being his precious little sister.
Expectations are a fearsome beast more terrifying than any man or demonic beast she's encountered. She hadn't expected this promise to hide one too. Silence passes between them as she feels the familiar fear drape its claws over her shoulders. Hilda knows that she has to respond. After all, she had asked him to tell her. Her eyes flutter shut unable to look at him, body almost slumping with dejection. ]
It feels easier to be honest with you.
[ The admission passes easily from her lips - although that too would be a hard pressed admission if the circumstances were different. But it's true. Being with him here like this feels so easy it makes her heart ache. The chasm between them isn't as wide, isn't wrought with history like it is with Claude. ]
I'm scared to talk with him. We haven't talked in a long time. I'm not sure I know how to anymore. [ That isn't an answer either. She realizes belatedly she's stalling. ] Are you going to be disappointed with me if I don't try? I'm not brave like you.