[ Her smile returns, a peaceful sort of expression as she withdraws her hand to move it back over the other on her lap. She's been here far too long, she realises, if she's behaving this way. Years ago, she'd cry, get depressed-- something or the other, but it would show. And now, she wonders if she has the emotions left.
Or if she trusts herself to show them at all.
The City is fleeting, beautiful and cruel, and so are the people who come and go in it. People find others to love and lose them when they leave, but grow stronger with memories to pull them through, even when those memories are gone again when those people return.
Nothing is permanent except one's own heart.
And she knows that their hearts, Rosella's, her own heart and Cain's-- for being here so long, are now able to take much more than they could have when they first started here. Perhaps that's why it's easy for her to say this without drawing the wrong conclusions.
Perhaps that's why she can smile at this girl genuinely for bringing joy to the person she's found herself loving in this world, instead of hating her for something that blossomed naturally.
Maybe they're just as fickle as the world they currently live in, or maybe they've learnt the importance of cherishing what they can have now. Whatever the case, she bears Rosella no ill-will. And she expresses as much in her next words. ]
Is it really so surprising when it was more than clear things were heading that way?
[ She chuckles softly, moving a hand up to tuck her dark hair falling over her shoulder behind her ear, as she looks to her side.
This isn't about her. She won't bring herself into this when it's so much more important that Rosella knows what she does. ]
I was just surprised you didn't do it sooner.
[ Shaking her head with a sigh, she looks back up at her. ]
But I wonder, Rosella... if you realise the impact your words have had on him. And if you're sure you understand him enough to be sure that this is what you believe is the best for you both.
[ ACTION ] I'm also F5ing Cain and Rosella's log like a creeper god you two <3
Or if she trusts herself to show them at all.
The City is fleeting, beautiful and cruel, and so are the people who come and go in it. People find others to love and lose them when they leave, but grow stronger with memories to pull them through, even when those memories are gone again when those people return.
Nothing is permanent except one's own heart.
And she knows that their hearts, Rosella's, her own heart and Cain's-- for being here so long, are now able to take much more than they could have when they first started here. Perhaps that's why it's easy for her to say this without drawing the wrong conclusions.
Perhaps that's why she can smile at this girl genuinely for bringing joy to the person she's found herself loving in this world, instead of hating her for something that blossomed naturally.
Maybe they're just as fickle as the world they currently live in, or maybe they've learnt the importance of cherishing what they can have now. Whatever the case, she bears Rosella no ill-will. And she expresses as much in her next words. ]
Is it really so surprising when it was more than clear things were heading that way?
[ She chuckles softly, moving a hand up to tuck her dark hair falling over her shoulder behind her ear, as she looks to her side.
This isn't about her. She won't bring herself into this when it's so much more important that Rosella knows what she does. ]
I was just surprised you didn't do it sooner.
[ Shaking her head with a sigh, she looks back up at her. ]
But I wonder, Rosella... if you realise the impact your words have had on him. And if you're sure you understand him enough to be sure that this is what you believe is the best for you both.