[ Oriphi earnestly cannot remember the last time she was ever called a brat. Perhaps, when she and Valphi were little and lived in that village that Eustace saw in her dreams, the sisters might have been looked down on and called such by the villagers. But there's nothing malicious or demeaning about the way that Eustace calls her one, now.
In fact, it feels... familial. Warm, in its own way. Like something an annoyed older sibling would call their little sister. Somehow, even through the foggy bleariness in her mind, she sees the small smile on his lips and feels like she can breathe a bit easier. ]
⚡ eustace
[ Oriphi earnestly cannot remember the last time she was ever called a brat. Perhaps, when she and Valphi were little and lived in that village that Eustace saw in her dreams, the sisters might have been looked down on and called such by the villagers. But there's nothing malicious or demeaning about the way that Eustace calls her one, now.
In fact, it feels... familial. Warm, in its own way. Like something an annoyed older sibling would call their little sister. Somehow, even through the foggy bleariness in her mind, she sees the small smile on his lips and feels like she can breathe a bit easier. ]
You... You don't? Even when I'm being... a brat?