Facade cracked, dull features taking over as she attempted to recover with monotone humor.
"What, can't a cute girl simply miss her husband-wife before they've even left?"
"You can. And you do. As do I. I'll miss you."
Low voice rumbling the admission, pigeon blues moved just an inch closer. Just that much and she could feel all the frantic whirlwind of emotions in her El.
"But that's not all that's happening right now, is it?"
After a long moment, the reincarnator sighed and let her shoulders droop. Abandoning the pretence but not all of her containment. Because *needing* to stay contained was the very issue.
Quickly, she finished her portion of the food in relative silence with the single unheld hand. The Yecine didn't press further, sensing the 'young' girl needed time to organize her thoughts. Eventually, the other teenager let go and joined her in finishing the meal for a bit of normalcy.
