That's wonderful. [and she means it, squeezing his hands gently in emphasis.] And I have no doubt you are already worthy in his eyes, Dohalim. Have a care not to place him on a pedestal so high. Though I know that's easy to say, and less so to do, where love is concerned.
[ Her tone isn't particularly sappy, but there's a softness, a quiet happy warmth, that she doesn't entirely notice about herself - or, perhaps, she does, and that's part of the internal struggle. Sophia has never particularly considered herself a romantic before.
She does relax a little at the reassurances, however, a sidelong glance away hinting at how foolish she feels for such worries, but his grip on her hands is at least returned. ]
No, I am not, and I'm sure Law would have words for you if you tried such a thing. [the teasing tone is light, but brief.] ...I don't know, Dohalim. What if I'm reading too much into it? I don't even know how I'd tell him to begin with.
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[ Her tone isn't particularly sappy, but there's a softness, a quiet happy warmth, that she doesn't entirely notice about herself - or, perhaps, she does, and that's part of the internal struggle. Sophia has never particularly considered herself a romantic before.
She does relax a little at the reassurances, however, a sidelong glance away hinting at how foolish she feels for such worries, but his grip on her hands is at least returned. ]
No, I am not, and I'm sure Law would have words for you if you tried such a thing. [the teasing tone is light, but brief.] ...I don't know, Dohalim. What if I'm reading too much into it? I don't even know how I'd tell him to begin with.