( She takes her hand back quickly and considers her options for the moment. There isn't much time-- she can hear the battle cries and frantic screams of battle close behind. She wonders how long she can drag this out before her swords are able to catch up to her...
She still isn't entirely convinced. Logic says she shouldn't trust this Hototogisu. She should take her chances and run in another direction. But there's something... a nagging feeling in her heart that tugs at her in an uncomfortable way and almost compels her to trust him. It's that strange energy around him that feels both familiar and not. It's the way he lets her go and seems to really want to protect her.
Hesitantly, she begins to hold out her hand to him, not quite offering it back. It's more like whether or not she really lets him take it depends on if he answers her next question or not, )
Why me? ( Why does he want to keep her safe? Why not someone else? ) Tell me or else.
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She still isn't entirely convinced. Logic says she shouldn't trust this Hototogisu. She should take her chances and run in another direction. But there's something... a nagging feeling in her heart that tugs at her in an uncomfortable way and almost compels her to trust him. It's that strange energy around him that feels both familiar and not. It's the way he lets her go and seems to really want to protect her.
Hesitantly, she begins to hold out her hand to him, not quite offering it back. It's more like whether or not she really lets him take it depends on if he answers her next question or not, )
Why me? ( Why does he want to keep her safe? Why not someone else? ) Tell me or else.
( She won't go. )