[She pointedly stopped herself before she could say anything further, because she feared what tried to leave her was so pointed, so sharp, that it would have seemed very unlike her. Very unlike the version of herself that she shared with others. Not to say that who they saw was imitation of the truth. In was, in a way, her at her best. But rarely were people one thing and one alone. Everyone was multifaceted and Nepione, despite her care for others, sometimes that stupid optimism, she was so much more than all of those things.
The way he said her name lingered between her ears. A part of her wanting to be stirred by it, but another feeling only an intense desire to completely withdraw into herself. That he was getting too close, and that the thought of that threatened to petrify her with fear. She could handle the Cult of the Absolute. She couldn't handle putting that leadership role of hers down to let someone, anyone else focus on her.]
Scout as you will. As you see fit. No one is better equipped than you to do so. All you need to do is tell me your observations. [Which was very much her way of implying he needed to stay out of her affairs.] It's true that we'll need to be properly prepared to know what we'll be facing when we go. I'm not terribly choked up about you doing it, but if anyone was going to do so subtly, it would realistically be you.
[Taking a moment to loose a breath she'd been holding onto, she found herself momentarily nipping into her lower lip, trying to keep her expression somewhat even as she found herself eyeing the top of his tent for no reason at all other than to focus on something that wasn't him.]
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[She pointedly stopped herself before she could say anything further, because she feared what tried to leave her was so pointed, so sharp, that it would have seemed very unlike her. Very unlike the version of herself that she shared with others. Not to say that who they saw was imitation of the truth. In was, in a way, her at her best. But rarely were people one thing and one alone. Everyone was multifaceted and Nepione, despite her care for others, sometimes that stupid optimism, she was so much more than all of those things.
The way he said her name lingered between her ears. A part of her wanting to be stirred by it, but another feeling only an intense desire to completely withdraw into herself. That he was getting too close, and that the thought of that threatened to petrify her with fear. She could handle the Cult of the Absolute. She couldn't handle putting that leadership role of hers down to let someone, anyone else focus on her.]
Scout as you will. As you see fit. No one is better equipped than you to do so. All you need to do is tell me your observations. [Which was very much her way of implying he needed to stay out of her affairs.] It's true that we'll need to be properly prepared to know what we'll be facing when we go. I'm not terribly choked up about you doing it, but if anyone was going to do so subtly, it would realistically be you.
[Taking a moment to loose a breath she'd been holding onto, she found herself momentarily nipping into her lower lip, trying to keep her expression somewhat even as she found herself eyeing the top of his tent for no reason at all other than to focus on something that wasn't him.]
Was there anything else, or is that it?