[ Something warm and wonderful blooms in Ori's very soul, it feels, as the heartfelt words of Thoma and Diluc reach her. And, much like the latter, she cannot help but briefly think on the gravity of her love for them, how they pull her time and time again into the comfort of their love and keep her there. She is precious to them, and they in turn are precious to her. She, too, would bring down the heavens for them.
The heavens, after all, would be but an empty sky without her sun and her moon.
She feels as though she might melt in the heat that consumes her at the sight of Diluc letting his hair down and then doing the same for Thoma. She really doesn't stand a chance against them, she thinks - a fact made all the more clear as Diluc easily pulls her onto his lap. She gasps softly at the suddenness of it, but the surprise soon gives way to something else entirely at the feeling of his warm body against hers, and at being made to now face Thoma.
It's— a lot to take in at once, and she can't help but bring her hands up to her flushed face, closing her eyes as she tries in vain to cover the myriad of emotions visible in her expression. There is love there, unquestionably, but there's an earnest desire and the consequent shyness that comes from it, too. ]
I love you both, too—ah, my heart... I-I feel like it's going to burst when I look at you two.
[ Try as she might to hide behind her hands, she cannot completely hide the way she bites down on her lip as she has so often come to do in the face of her lovers being so... attractive. Spirits, how on earth did she manage to be in this position? ]
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The heavens, after all, would be but an empty sky without her sun and her moon.
She feels as though she might melt in the heat that consumes her at the sight of Diluc letting his hair down and then doing the same for Thoma. She really doesn't stand a chance against them, she thinks - a fact made all the more clear as Diluc easily pulls her onto his lap. She gasps softly at the suddenness of it, but the surprise soon gives way to something else entirely at the feeling of his warm body against hers, and at being made to now face Thoma.
It's— a lot to take in at once, and she can't help but bring her hands up to her flushed face, closing her eyes as she tries in vain to cover the myriad of emotions visible in her expression. There is love there, unquestionably, but there's an earnest desire and the consequent shyness that comes from it, too. ]
I love you both, too—ah, my heart... I-I feel like it's going to burst when I look at you two.
[ Try as she might to hide behind her hands, she cannot completely hide the way she bites down on her lip as she has so often come to do in the face of her lovers being so... attractive. Spirits, how on earth did she manage to be in this position? ]