[She sees it. There's some clear surprise that radiates from her as she sits up a little straighter, attention focused like that of a hound on it until it slips from her grasp. She'd been burying her hunger since arriving back on the Station, and it is suddenly brought to bare.
Seviilia grips the chair she's chosen a bit tighter than she means to, blinking perhaps a bit too rapidly to be normal. The sense of euphoria that follows after is brief, little more than a taste, not enough to satisfy -- unfiltered.
She clears her throat and forces herself to relax, offering a smile that might be slightly bittersweet.]
Not exactly.
[Its chuckled outward, said like she's caught Asuka in a lie. She offers the younger girl her hand -- fingertips black with rot, held together by her glowing blue rune circuit.]
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Seviilia grips the chair she's chosen a bit tighter than she means to, blinking perhaps a bit too rapidly to be normal. The sense of euphoria that follows after is brief, little more than a taste, not enough to satisfy -- unfiltered.
She clears her throat and forces herself to relax, offering a smile that might be slightly bittersweet.]
Not exactly.
[Its chuckled outward, said like she's caught Asuka in a lie. She offers the younger girl her hand -- fingertips black with rot, held together by her glowing blue rune circuit.]
If that is the case, then I can show you.