But of course he can't, can he? How did this even happen? The only thing she's done is push and push and push him away. How does it end up accomplishing the opposite? She is wary, unbelievably wary, when she simply accepts Tifa's parcel and she looses a breath she's probably been holding in hopes of avoiding these strange, awkward, and emotionally exhausting conversations. And given she's never been much of an emotional person, she is the worst kind of individual to have such talks with.
She could just as simply cut him off and be done with it, but that's not really going to change anything. Just because she's uncomfortable with breaking out of her 'general' mindset doesn't mean his feelings, or anyone else's change. She doesn't have that kind of influence and she's aware of it. Would she even want it...?
Once more, Eustace's words ring in her head, sharp and to the point as they were.]
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[She hesitates. Plainly. Clearing her throat, Beatrix shakes her head as she decides to just push through whatever she feels is holding her discipline in place.]
It is a little unkind when my firstโ [She can't even make herself say it and she can tell by the way her expression twists awkwardly.] โWhatever. Enjoy my company if you must. I cannot stop you from doing any such thing.
[She draws up her free hand and pinches the bridge of her nose in frustration.]
I hardly know what you wish me to say in response to this... this confession. [Because at least with letters, she could simply ignore them.] I think you have come to the wrong individual. We both know how I am with others outside of a professional capacity. I am ill-suited for such... such endeavours.
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But of course he can't, can he? How did this even happen? The only thing she's done is push and push and push him away. How does it end up accomplishing the opposite? She is wary, unbelievably wary, when she simply accepts Tifa's parcel and she looses a breath she's probably been holding in hopes of avoiding these strange, awkward, and emotionally exhausting conversations. And given she's never been much of an emotional person, she is the worst kind of individual to have such talks with.
She could just as simply cut him off and be done with it, but that's not really going to change anything. Just because she's uncomfortable with breaking out of her 'general' mindset doesn't mean his feelings, or anyone else's change. She doesn't have that kind of influence and she's aware of it. Would she even want it...?
Once more, Eustace's words ring in her head, sharp and to the point as they were.]
Iโ
[She hesitates. Plainly. Clearing her throat, Beatrix shakes her head as she decides to just push through whatever she feels is holding her discipline in place.]
It is a little unkind when my firstโ [She can't even make herself say it and she can tell by the way her expression twists awkwardly.] โWhatever. Enjoy my company if you must. I cannot stop you from doing any such thing.
[She draws up her free hand and pinches the bridge of her nose in frustration.]
I hardly know what you wish me to say in response to this... this confession. [Because at least with letters, she could simply ignore them.] I think you have come to the wrong individual. We both know how I am with others outside of a professional capacity. I am ill-suited for such... such endeavours.