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[ quietly makes her way from the stairs towards the study, sort of tip-toeing on over instead of her usual confident, leisurely stroll on through the door. when she arrives she hesitates briefly, fingers curling on the edge of the door frame.

tilts her head slightly to peer inside, curious eyes settling upon the one seated at his usual place. doesn't say anything, though, simply watching him and hoping her silent inquiring would be noticed sooner or later. but she won't utter a word. not yet, anyway. ]

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[ looks up at the ceiling in thought. doesn't speak for a while, almost as if she's not going to say anything at all until: ]

Perhaps one day things will be different. It's my hope that the past will be the past and nothing more. Move further yet not forget...

[ trails off as if she's realized something, yet she doesn't say anything more than that. even if half of her wants to continue, even she's not certain what she's trying to say. ]

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. . .

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[ shifts a bit in a full-body nudge, urging her to continue if she so wished. ] . . . yet?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ concentrates longer after the nudge, remaining silent. allows her lips to curve upward, deciding to gently pull back to look into his eyes. hands find themselves on either side of his face, a light hold. ]

--yet not forget that we're human, just like everyone else.

[ decides to not be very clear on her statement, unsure if that was what she wanted to say. leans forward to brush her lips against his forehead fondly instead, finding that much easier to do for now. ]

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[ laughs quietly, also releasing her waist from his arms. ]

You may be overestimating me, princess.

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[ lowers his head, eyes closing again. ]

But not yourself. May you reach that someday.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ wishes she could voice that she hopes that for the both of them, but doesn't, in the end. reaches a hand upward again instead to run a thumb over the side of his face, stroking his skin lovingly.

whispers after a beat in an almost inaudible voice. ]

Thank you, love.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ this is how it should be.

turns his head against the touch until he finally pulls away to rise to his feet. turns to offer her a hand in assistance. ]

I'm afraid I am little thirsty. Care to keep me company en route to the kitchen?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Always.

[ takes his hand and slips up. looks down at her feet and turns her head slightly to the side, attempting to control a larger than usual smile. returns to neutral, looks back up at him. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ is generous with his own smile, not bothering to hide anything as he leads them through the door & toward the kitchen. does not look back at her once during the trip, confident in her presence by their connected hands. ]