( Amber can only blink while pleasantly surprised when she feels his ungloved hand reach her eyes to gently wipe her tears away. when was the last time someone comforted her while she was crying? her grandfather would've dried her eyes when she cried after getting in trouble or hurting herself, but in her incredibly lonely years of womanhood, she's had no other choice but to swallow her sadness and try again another day. this became her routine, her normalcy. but this ... feels amazing. it not only soothes her emotionally, but it warms her heart from the inside out. to be listened to, acknowledged, and heard.
although she is a little bit embarrassed about crying in front of him like this, she cannot deny how utterly cathartic it is. it's as though she has given herself permission to be vulnerable at long last, especially when most of her time is spent being so strong for other people without most knowing the hardships she's faced. her heart dances with warmth in her chest, and a small smile forms on her lips while some of that familiar brightness returns to her eyes. )
Thank you, Master Diluc ... ( she sniffs, freeing another tear. ) Thank you for everything. I'd love to see your home.
( her heart feels so full, and she's glad that he wants to spend more time with her. if she went back to her cottage alone, she imagines that she would've just cried herself to sleep, but having company from someone who understands her on such a profound level will undoubtedly lift her mood. when he starts to lead the way, she'll gladly follow. )
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although she is a little bit embarrassed about crying in front of him like this, she cannot deny how utterly cathartic it is. it's as though she has given herself permission to be vulnerable at long last, especially when most of her time is spent being so strong for other people without most knowing the hardships she's faced. her heart dances with warmth in her chest, and a small smile forms on her lips while some of that familiar brightness returns to her eyes. )
Thank you, Master Diluc ... ( she sniffs, freeing another tear. ) Thank you for everything. I'd love to see your home.
( her heart feels so full, and she's glad that he wants to spend more time with her. if she went back to her cottage alone, she imagines that she would've just cried herself to sleep, but having company from someone who understands her on such a profound level will undoubtedly lift her mood. when he starts to lead the way, she'll gladly follow. )