[ He can be forgiven for not recognizing his intended guide from behind. With her long hair in a braid neatly coiled at the back of her head, and her headpiece and war dress traded for a skin-skimming crimson jumpsuit with a hand-sized keyhole in the back, she isn't at her most recognizable.
But she knows his voice immediately and her heart lurches into her throat as she turns around. ]
Hubert--
[ She blinks once -- twice -- as though she expects the image of him to dissipate. After so long she is not surprised to see others from Fódlan here, but it has been over a year now and not once has the sea brought her Hubert.
She wants to ask him a dozen questions, needs to find out when he came from, has to make certain he knows to curb his instincts, and instead she finds herself doing something much less appropriate. Hopefully he will overlook the moment of weakness because she's stepping toward him with all the stiffness of a statue come to life and before she knows it her face presses into his chest, her arms slipped around his middle. It was not so long ago that she told Dimitri she isn't certain she can cry any more but now she feels a distinct prickle behind her eyelids.
Just give her a moment. Just one. Then she'll slip the mask back on to the best of her ability. ]
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But she knows his voice immediately and her heart lurches into her throat as she turns around. ]
Hubert--
[ She blinks once -- twice -- as though she expects the image of him to dissipate. After so long she is not surprised to see others from Fódlan here, but it has been over a year now and not once has the sea brought her Hubert.
She wants to ask him a dozen questions, needs to find out when he came from, has to make certain he knows to curb his instincts, and instead she finds herself doing something much less appropriate. Hopefully he will overlook the moment of weakness because she's stepping toward him with all the stiffness of a statue come to life and before she knows it her face presses into his chest, her arms slipped around his middle. It was not so long ago that she told Dimitri she isn't certain she can cry any more but now she feels a distinct prickle behind her eyelids.
Just give her a moment. Just one. Then she'll slip the mask back on to the best of her ability. ]
It's been so long.
[ He smells like home. ]