[ she stays back and she had participated in the races, true enough. Let that speak enough for her merit in being here.
The rest she plays to a role long since dormant but comes back easily. She hovers back, secretive as they are meant to be, she shows her distrust and refined restraint. Her hands paused, half a step behind Rust. Off against his and Misato's boldness. She does her best to be as mildly withdrawn as he gestures forward she finds his hand. An acknowledgement of his words not done vocally.
Plays up to it: her blue and gold embroided fingers that move like theyre not sure they want to touch. To even be seen outside of her long robes. ] Ishq, [ my love, comes the understanding through the symbiote. Affection in tone about why she's here obvious, even if it's in demure disapproval. ] we are... outside of ourselves here.
Do not dishonour me by speaking so openly with... others. [ a wife nagging a husband in tone, and a person of position used to being listened too in all her demands for all she phrases it like a request. ]
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The rest she plays to a role long since dormant but comes back easily. She hovers back, secretive as they are meant to be, she shows her distrust and refined restraint. Her hands paused, half a step behind Rust. Off against his and Misato's boldness. She does her best to be as mildly withdrawn as he gestures forward she finds his hand. An acknowledgement of his words not done vocally.
Plays up to it: her blue and gold embroided fingers that move like theyre not sure they want to touch. To even be seen outside of her long robes. ] Ishq, [ my love, comes the understanding through the symbiote. Affection in tone about why she's here obvious, even if it's in demure disapproval. ] we are... outside of ourselves here.
Do not dishonour me by speaking so openly with... others. [ a wife nagging a husband in tone, and a person of position used to being listened too in all her demands for all she phrases it like a request. ]