Something seems to have sunk in for her, because she straightens suddenly with a look of panic.]
Oh gosh! I need to make you a sword too! It should be an exchange sort of thing!
I think if I use some magecraft, I could probably make one. Not as good as this one, of course, but, um--it'll have all of my feelings in it. So please wait patiently for that!
[ He lets out a huff of amusement at the admission of her own clumsiness. Yes, at least she's self-aware. Not like him, who often has trouble acknowledging his own faults, especially those regarding his emotions.
He blinks at the sudden jolt of panic, and sighs when it turns out to be nothing of alarm. He places a hand on her head as if to stop her from running away. ]
You don't need to. I wasn't expecting anything in return.
[ He's not just referring to the sword. He had been ready to receive a different response when he called her over today. ]
[She puffs out her cheeks at him at that, a full on pout (though she's far too happy to properly sulk, at least).]
It's not because I have to! It's because I want to. Because you're precious to me too and giving someone a sword that you made for them is really, really, really romantic!
[Granted, hers is somewhat less so because it was his romantic idea in the first place, but still.]
[ He knows his words wouldn't have stopped Altria. He just felt the need to state that. That his feelings and his gift were not dependent on reciprocation.
But please stop insisting that he's being romantic, that wasn't his intention at all! His cheeks shade a slight pink and he pokes her in the forehead to cover his embarrassment. ]
Fine. I'm looking forward to receiving it.
[ And that's the truth. It doesn't matter if her sword isn't as good as his. What matters is the feelings behind it. He knows she'll try her best and that's more than enough for him. ]
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Something seems to have sunk in for her, because she straightens suddenly with a look of panic.]
Oh gosh! I need to make you a sword too! It should be an exchange sort of thing!
I think if I use some magecraft, I could probably make one. Not as good as this one, of course, but, um--it'll have all of my feelings in it. So please wait patiently for that!
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He blinks at the sudden jolt of panic, and sighs when it turns out to be nothing of alarm. He places a hand on her head as if to stop her from running away. ]
You don't need to. I wasn't expecting anything in return.
[ He's not just referring to the sword. He had been ready to receive a different response when he called her over today. ]
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It's not because I have to! It's because I want to. Because you're precious to me too and giving someone a sword that you made for them is really, really, really romantic!
[Granted, hers is somewhat less so because it was his romantic idea in the first place, but still.]
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But please stop insisting that he's being romantic, that wasn't his intention at all! His cheeks shade a slight pink and he pokes her in the forehead to cover his embarrassment. ]
Fine. I'm looking forward to receiving it.
[ And that's the truth. It doesn't matter if her sword isn't as good as his. What matters is the feelings behind it. He knows she'll try her best and that's more than enough for him. ]