[That tacky ring that he's just slipped on her is the only one she's kept, too. The red and blue ones were just whim, but this one... She's attached to it. Attached to the feelings and attached to the memory. She runs the pad of her thumb along the band with a quietly amused smile. It's... strange, sitting and talking like this, but also comfortable. Really, it's comfortable like some of those days while they travelled together. The journey, even with its low-points, is an important memory for her. And it... kind of all started with this ring, didn't it? And this is also nice, even if it had an exhausting beginning.
It's like an oxymoron, being with Zelos being nice. She'll probably think back on this later and object as vocally as she can to any mention of that being the case, that she's only thinking like this because Zelos distracted her from that memory with a better one. Anything. Right now, that thought doesn't even occur. It's just... strange.]
Yeah.
[And it doesn't matter if it's a lame response, because it's true.]
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It's like an oxymoron, being with Zelos being nice. She'll probably think back on this later and object as vocally as she can to any mention of that being the case, that she's only thinking like this because Zelos distracted her from that memory with a better one. Anything. Right now, that thought doesn't even occur. It's just... strange.]
Yeah.
[And it doesn't matter if it's a lame response, because it's true.]