In a well-lit room, two people sat on separate seats. While the room was well-designed and made to be cozy, their conversation hadn't.
"I- ...I'm not sure what you really think, honestly." Franz sat in the seat wondering why he'd even gone to Edda's room in the first place. To check up on her? Make sure she hadn't been kidnapped or left again? See if she was ready to make some new quip or personal attack against him for being Garlean?
He wasn't used to seeing the normally composed girl actually trying to express herself. Or express something.
He peered over from his seat, leaning in and resting an arm to his knee in interest. "And just what are these terrible thoughts you've been holding back?"
Quote:Franz gave Edda direct look with his next words, “what exactly have I done?â€
Edda Eglantine peeks up over her knees to look into the fire. "You've- I... Nothing, and yet, if it weren't for them, he'd still be- and I could be... here, anywhere, without consequence and I-" She stops and chokes on her own words. "Why must I think such terrible thoughts? I never did, before I had met you."
"I- ...I'm not sure what you really think, honestly." Franz sat in the seat wondering why he'd even gone to Edda's room in the first place. To check up on her? Make sure she hadn't been kidnapped or left again? See if she was ready to make some new quip or personal attack against him for being Garlean?
He wasn't used to seeing the normally composed girl actually trying to express herself. Or express something.
He peered over from his seat, leaning in and resting an arm to his knee in interest. "And just what are these terrible thoughts you've been holding back?"
