[ she glances back up when she feels that hand on her shoulder. she hadn't seen the look the other had been giving her, but she had certainly felt it. something akin to a hand at her throat, a blade to her jugular.
but the weight on her shoulder is light. almost warm.
when nobunaga smiles at her, she can only look back in mild wonder. ]
So very little seems to get to you, [ she winds up murmuring in idle thought as she looks the smaller woman over. there is a strange feeling in her chest — light but hazy. relief? ]
It is...
[ she sighs a bit, letting her eyes fall shut. almost as if in defeat. ]
no subject
but the weight on her shoulder is light. almost warm.
when nobunaga smiles at her, she can only look back in mild wonder. ]
So very little seems to get to you, [ she winds up murmuring in idle thought as she looks the smaller woman over. there is a strange feeling in her chest — light but hazy. relief? ]
It is...
[ she sighs a bit, letting her eyes fall shut. almost as if in defeat. ]
Admirable.