[She'll let him go easily once they're in the room, not wanting to wound his pride. She paces a bit as she talks, both absent and a way to let him know where she is.]
I believe there are specific triggers, but. . . thinking too deeply on what those triggers might be is one of them. So you can imagine I haven't bothered to puzzle it out.
[She touches her hand to her temple, her frontal lobe, feeling the beginnings of an excruciating headache already.]
[ gu yun can't see her touching her head, which is unfortunate - he gets the same symptom, and will likely be experiencing it soon. instead, he just settles where he's sitting, looking slightly less tense than he did ten minutes ago, resting his chin on his hand. ]
I can imagine. [ snort. yeah. ] Alright. [ he won't press. she's not pressing. it's. nice, actually. it's what he would want, ultimately, and gu yun shifts, for a moment, teetering like he's deciding before he finally says, softly - ]
....thanks.
[ no specification other than that, but it's sincere.
there's a moment of quiet. ]
....If you pass out in public, I'll let everyone know you're swooning over me. [ aaaand there it goes. at least he's joking ]
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[She'll let him go easily once they're in the room, not wanting to wound his pride. She paces a bit as she talks, both absent and a way to let him know where she is.]
I believe there are specific triggers, but. . . thinking too deeply on what those triggers might be is one of them. So you can imagine I haven't bothered to puzzle it out.
[She touches her hand to her temple, her frontal lobe, feeling the beginnings of an excruciating headache already.]
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I can imagine. [ snort. yeah. ] Alright. [ he won't press. she's not pressing. it's. nice, actually. it's what he would want, ultimately, and gu yun shifts, for a moment, teetering like he's deciding before he finally says, softly - ]
....thanks.
[ no specification other than that, but it's sincere.
there's a moment of quiet. ]
....If you pass out in public, I'll let everyone know you're swooning over me. [ aaaand there it goes. at least he's joking ]
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[Her tone is harsh, but like. It is a joke. She doesn't acknowledge the thanks, but she hears it. Understood.]