That manages to catch him off-guard. The tiny bud of guilt that lives in his chest takes root again. It's kind of her to say that, truly. And yet... he doesn't know how to feel, exactly. Guilt, yes. A touch of sadness, because Lucia is kind and he's lied to her this entire time.
He recovers, but the damage is done, because he'd let the mask slip just enough. He offers her a smile and that, at least, isn't a lie. ]
Thank you, Lucia. [ How he wishes he could be what she thinks he is. ] On the contrary, I don't think it is. [ a pause. ] I could say the same about you, too. Had you not been my roommate, I would've had a much more difficult time... even with the spear situation.
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That manages to catch him off-guard. The tiny bud of guilt that lives in his chest takes root again. It's kind of her to say that, truly. And yet... he doesn't know how to feel, exactly. Guilt, yes. A touch of sadness, because Lucia is kind and he's lied to her this entire time.
He recovers, but the damage is done, because he'd let the mask slip just enough. He offers her a smile and that, at least, isn't a lie. ]
Thank you, Lucia. [ How he wishes he could be what she thinks he is. ] On the contrary, I don't think it is. [ a pause. ] I could say the same about you, too. Had you not been my roommate, I would've had a much more difficult time... even with the spear situation.