Friend. Of course. That's probably all their relationship would ever be, since it seemed impossible to ever put her feelings into words. "Heroes and potential heroes?" That didn't quite line up with something else she'd been told in another conversation. She was admittedly intrigued. "I thought that all of this was purely by chance. You mean.. it's possible that we might be able to make a real difference?"
I'm sure she will find out, soon enough. "Your-" The word caught in her throat. "son?". Did that mean there was already someone else in his life? I mean, it's not like she ever really thought that she had a chance with... oh what was she even thinking. She needed to be supportive, no matter what. This was just hitting her all a little too hard for something so suddenly revealed. "I- I suppose my congratulations are long overdue." Bowing her head. "Will I also get to meet the lucky woman who managed to take your fancy?" Sorry Clef, it went there. She's misinterpreted this situation entirely. Also, apparently she would serve the same fate as Alcyione. Cursed to forever love a man who did not feel the same way towards her, yet always feeling that obligation to remain by his side. It was kind of difficult to focus on the other names being thrown at her. clutching her hands tightly together she tried her best to keep up with the conversation.
More-adept-than-him? But- he had to know that she was unable to forge anything with Escudo, only repair it. That is what synched it for her... but what could she do? Would, he be more upset to learn that she was not her sister or that her sister had passed on? Clearly the latter but then maybe she should continue the ruse? Or not? Oh, what was the best course of action? Taking a moment to mull it over, she decided she had no choice. She had to tell him the truth. Maybe not that her sister was dead. She could carry that burden for both of them if need be, but when he saw how she could not properly mold the Escudo she would be outed. "Master mage Clef..... I-" She paused for a pointed second," Correct me if I am in error, but I don't believe you're truly aware of who I am."
"While it would give me no greater pleasure than to work beside you, I am not my sister." She scanned the vicinity to make sure they would not be overheard. "I should have said something sooner but.." I thought you were continuing the lie that was started in Cephiro. No, she couldn't say that. Then he would learn all about why she was posing as her sister. "I'm Sierra, Presea's younger twin sister." Surely, he would remember her now.
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I'm sure she will find out, soon enough. "Your-" The word caught in her throat. "son?". Did that mean there was already someone else in his life? I mean, it's not like she ever really thought that she had a chance with... oh what was she even thinking. She needed to be supportive, no matter what. This was just hitting her all a little too hard for something so suddenly revealed. "I- I suppose my congratulations are long overdue." Bowing her head. "Will I also get to meet the lucky woman who managed to take your fancy?" Sorry Clef, it went there. She's misinterpreted this situation entirely. Also, apparently she would serve the same fate as Alcyione. Cursed to forever love a man who did not feel the same way towards her, yet always feeling that obligation to remain by his side. It was kind of difficult to focus on the other names being thrown at her. clutching her hands tightly together she tried her best to keep up with the conversation.
More-adept-than-him? But- he had to know that she was unable to forge anything with Escudo, only repair it. That is what synched it for her... but what could she do? Would, he be more upset to learn that she was not her sister or that her sister had passed on? Clearly the latter but then maybe she should continue the ruse? Or not? Oh, what was the best course of action? Taking a moment to mull it over, she decided she had no choice. She had to tell him the truth. Maybe not that her sister was dead. She could carry that burden for both of them if need be, but when he saw how she could not properly mold the Escudo she would be outed. "Master mage Clef..... I-" She paused for a pointed second," Correct me if I am in error, but I don't believe you're truly aware of who I am."
"While it would give me no greater pleasure than to work beside you, I am not my sister." She scanned the vicinity to make sure they would not be overheard. "I should have said something sooner but.." I thought you were continuing the lie that was started in Cephiro. No, she couldn't say that. Then he would learn all about why she was posing as her sister. "I'm Sierra, Presea's younger twin sister." Surely, he would remember her now.