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[rinwell]

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[rinwell]

[ It's almost funny how the physical contact becomes background noise to the rising drum beat of her heart, the sound deafeningly loud in Rinwell's ears. She watches his face, watches his eyes shift away from her and tries to follow, because Law has never ever been able to hide how he feels from showing in them. Is this supposed to be a difficult question? She hadn't meant it to be, but that could count for so many things that have happened in both their lives.

(But really, there was always a slippery slope involved with that question, because Rinwell has never been very good at letting things lie with just one.) ]

Law..

[ Rinwell's not sure what kind of answer she was expecting, but it wasn't. It wasn't Niez. Because even now, that's a memory bound up in so many emotions, so many feelings tangled together, and even standing here years later, there's still curls of guilt that focus in the depths of her stomach to know what kind of person she'd been then, what sort of person she could have become.

Who she would have become, if not for the boy— no.

If not for the young man in front of her.

Her eyes are large and round, and there's a faint hitch to her breathing as her face burns in a similar shade to his own, as her mind helpfully points out just how long ago that was, and it's like the beginning of a mental puzzle suddenly lining up, disparate threads pulling together just so as it replays conversations in her head, and her mind puts several details together. ]

Then, that night on Daeq Faezol, before we went to Rena—

[ He tried to tell her then, didn't he?

Rinwell's the one who breaks the held gaze. There's no small part of her that wants to melt into the floor at just how absolutely blind she's been. However, looking down is a mistake, so brown eyes immediately diverting towards the fire, to the sight of their clothes strewn about. And she can feel something else unfurling too, a sense of better late than never that's almost giddy with new realisation that in spite of everything, this is still where they've ended up. Together.

Another wall is coming down, this time one that had been between them. ]