Everything else in the moment stops. She isn't thinking about her gifts for Tifa and Oriphi any longer. She isn't thinking about the stupid book she's hidden beneath her pillow. She isn't thinking about her own shortcomings or the ever weighted repercussions for her actions back home.
Honestly, it's quite the achievement that he can simply knock everything else aside with only three words. Is he serious? He can't be. What kind of idiotโ
Well. Him. He's that kind of idiot. Is this what Eustace meant? Is that why Dohalim went to see her so often? According to Eustace's observations. For several moments, Beatrix simply stares at him. Practically stares him right down. He may be acting as if he's merely inches tall, but one would think the sharp of her gaze would cut him where her sword does not.
What the hell is she supposed to say? She can't do anything about it. It already happened. Is she angry? She can't even determine. It feels a little unfair, actually, given she couldn't even judge him for being 'good' or 'bad.' Not that she's got the experience anyway. Her first kiss is not exactly one she wants to think of when he's busy trying to be the prince in some storybook and treat her as... what, a princess?
How many times does she have to say it? She's the furthest thing from a lady. Except... maybe she isn't?
What if she decides to say nothing at all? A Beatrix not addressing a situation is potentially far more frightening than one who does. She's known for being direct and getting to the heart of the matter. Yes, maybe that's the right way to handle this.
By decidedly not handling it.
So instead of running him through, which is a great temptation in the present, she turns her back to him and resumes her ascending up the pathway.]
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Everything else in the moment stops. She isn't thinking about her gifts for Tifa and Oriphi any longer. She isn't thinking about the stupid book she's hidden beneath her pillow. She isn't thinking about her own shortcomings or the ever weighted repercussions for her actions back home.
Honestly, it's quite the achievement that he can simply knock everything else aside with only three words. Is he serious? He can't be. What kind of idiotโ
Well. Him. He's that kind of idiot. Is this what Eustace meant? Is that why Dohalim went to see her so often? According to Eustace's observations. For several moments, Beatrix simply stares at him. Practically stares him right down. He may be acting as if he's merely inches tall, but one would think the sharp of her gaze would cut him where her sword does not.
What the hell is she supposed to say? She can't do anything about it. It already happened. Is she angry? She can't even determine. It feels a little unfair, actually, given she couldn't even judge him for being 'good' or 'bad.' Not that she's got the experience anyway. Her first kiss is not exactly one she wants to think of when he's busy trying to be the prince in some storybook and treat her as... what, a princess?
How many times does she have to say it? She's the furthest thing from a lady. Except... maybe she isn't?
What if she decides to say nothing at all? A Beatrix not addressing a situation is potentially far more frightening than one who does. She's known for being direct and getting to the heart of the matter. Yes, maybe that's the right way to handle this.
By decidedly not handling it.
So instead of running him through, which is a great temptation in the present, she turns her back to him and resumes her ascending up the pathway.]
Well. This is Lady Oriphi's place, I suspect.