[Eyes averting in favor of peering down at her protectee. All efforts not to huff in sheer frustration that he's right. How could she know what she wants is she doesn't even know who she really is?]
[But there is one thing she knows. The ache that grows more potent by the day, half-focused dreams of something that should be with her. Cravings that make her curl into the lingering skin-warmth on her bedsheets after Setsuna leaves]
[and are ever so slightly eased in Karl's presence.]
If I knew what I wanted... would you give it to me?
action;
[But there is one thing she knows. The ache that grows more potent by the day, half-focused dreams of something that should be with her. Cravings that make her curl into the lingering skin-warmth on her bedsheets after Setsuna leaves]
[and are ever so slightly eased in Karl's presence.]
If I knew what I wanted... would you give it to me?