[Ah... She hears the unspoken words. She can see the passion, the determination, the craft that went into this sword.
It's the most beautiful sword she's ever seen, she thinks.
It's more beautiful than Excalibur.
--Her throat feels tight. She admires the blade until she can't any longer, because her eyes are too blurred by tears.
And then she lifts her head to try to meet his eyes, even blurry as hers are.]
I-it's... it's beautiful, Yuu. [He's beautiful, stunning in his kindness, his determination to keep moving forward, in all of the tragedies that have made him the person he is.
... She sheathes the sword again, gently, and drags a slow breath in. There are tears on her cheeks now, but she finds that when she tries to smile, it comes easier than she expects--and it's honest. Huh. In the end... saying these words is easier than she expected, too.]
I love you. [Unlike her usual, she doesn't blurt the words out. They're said deliberately, wobbly but certain.] I really... really love you...!
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It's the most beautiful sword she's ever seen, she thinks.
It's more beautiful than Excalibur.
--Her throat feels tight. She admires the blade until she can't any longer, because her eyes are too blurred by tears.
And then she lifts her head to try to meet his eyes, even blurry as hers are.]
I-it's... it's beautiful, Yuu. [He's beautiful, stunning in his kindness, his determination to keep moving forward, in all of the tragedies that have made him the person he is.
... She sheathes the sword again, gently, and drags a slow breath in. There are tears on her cheeks now, but she finds that when she tries to smile, it comes easier than she expects--and it's honest. Huh. In the end... saying these words is easier than she expected, too.]
I love you. [Unlike her usual, she doesn't blurt the words out. They're said deliberately, wobbly but certain.] I really... really love you...!