If anyone could make a piece of jewelry that would look good there, it would be you. But if it’s too difficult for you, you can always make one for the other ear. Or maybe up the curve of this one instead.
[ There's a non-commmital sound from her. It's partly a dismissal at his confidence in her jewelry making skills and partly towards this supposed promise she had made him. Had she agreed because she so desperately wanted to feel included? To feel wanted? Is it some kindness he's giving her because he feels pity towards her and that her temper tantrum as she is coming to think of it, had worked in some way, shape or form?
It's too much to think about this early (is it even early?) in the morning and when she can feel the hangover that she's undoubtedly going to have the rest of the day creeping at the edges of her mind. Weariness and an impending hangover aren't enough to stop her from feeling and sounding reticent despite her best efforts to sound like a less than chipper version of herself. ]
I guess if I promised, I don't really have a choice, do I?
[ When she makes it though hadn't been discussed as far as she's aware - otherwise he would have mentioned that too. And maybe she would some day when her heart didn't feel so heavy and aching as it did right now. Maybe some day when she didn't feel the creep of the jealous creature stroke its sharpened claws along the length of her spine reminding her that it was still there, ever present. ]
It won't be today though. I feel like I woke up with cotton balls in my mouth.
[ He bends to press a kiss to her brow once more, tucking her hair back off her face with an affectionate brush of his fingers. ]
I think I can do something about that. Why don’t you go get washed up and into something comfy. I’ll go make you some tea. I promise you’ll feel all better afterwards.
[ Hilda's eyes flutter closed for a moment as his warm lips kiss her forehead. There's other excuses on her lips about why she shouldn't linger longer than necessary. She's no longer familiar with Claude's schedule but she has to imagine that just because it's some nebulous part of the morning, he's probably somewhere which is probably the biggest reason she'd prefer to leave as quickly as possible.
But instead of saying anything along those lines she brings their hands closer together to brush her lips gently and quickly against his knuckles in silent agreement. ]
I won't stay too long. I have to meet Ioana in Aquila to pick up some packages.
[ That one at least isn't a lie. As she extracts herself from the bed, she tugs the sheet along with her to wrap around her body as she darts towards the bathroom. It's probably ridiculous and she's probably going to get laughed at - but after everything she had been through in the last 24 hours, she can't help it. Just before she closes the door she lingers in the doorway not turning to look at him. ]
Sylvain, I really don't deserve to be treated so kindly. But I appreciate it.
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If anyone could make a piece of jewelry that would look good there, it would be you. But if it’s too difficult for you, you can always make one for the other ear. Or maybe up the curve of this one instead.
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It's too much to think about this early (is it even early?) in the morning and when she can feel the hangover that she's undoubtedly going to have the rest of the day creeping at the edges of her mind. Weariness and an impending hangover aren't enough to stop her from feeling and sounding reticent despite her best efforts to sound like a less than chipper version of herself. ]
I guess if I promised, I don't really have a choice, do I?
[ When she makes it though hadn't been discussed as far as she's aware - otherwise he would have mentioned that too. And maybe she would some day when her heart didn't feel so heavy and aching as it did right now. Maybe some day when she didn't feel the creep of the jealous creature stroke its sharpened claws along the length of her spine reminding her that it was still there, ever present. ]
It won't be today though. I feel like I woke up with cotton balls in my mouth.
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I think I can do something about that. Why don’t you go get washed up and into something comfy. I’ll go make you some tea. I promise you’ll feel all better afterwards.
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But instead of saying anything along those lines she brings their hands closer together to brush her lips gently and quickly against his knuckles in silent agreement. ]
I won't stay too long. I have to meet Ioana in Aquila to pick up some packages.
[ That one at least isn't a lie. As she extracts herself from the bed, she tugs the sheet along with her to wrap around her body as she darts towards the bathroom. It's probably ridiculous and she's probably going to get laughed at - but after everything she had been through in the last 24 hours, she can't help it. Just before she closes the door she lingers in the doorway not turning to look at him. ]
Sylvain, I really don't deserve to be treated so kindly. But I appreciate it.
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[ He watches her go with a faint smile lingering at the corner of his lips, his expression full of fondness. ]
But you’re welcome anyway. Now go on. I’ll have your tea ready for you when you’re finished.