[Ah, did she overstep? Edelgard can't seem to meet his eyes. Perhaps because, despite the greener tint that sets them apart, his eyes bring forth a memory. One that is hazy and faded. One dear to her heart, yet muddled all the same.]
No need for thanks. It would be rude of me to see such a thing and not assist in some way.
[She probably could have just told him, in hindsight. Edelgard bites into her red bean taiyaki to dismiss the thought.]
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No need for thanks. It would be rude of me to see such a thing and not assist in some way.
[She probably could have just told him, in hindsight. Edelgard bites into her red bean taiyaki to dismiss the thought.]