[Again? So there was more to what Elliot's dream of Vanessa's death than what Noel saw? Looking at the whole thing, the only one who could have killed her was...
No. It can't be. Noel can't believe it.
She won't believe it. She had faith in him, and no matter the odds, she won't doubt him.
Still... The young soldier had been trying so long to befriend her, so of course she had to ask out of concern:]
M-Miss Vanessa... Will you, um... Will you be okay?
[It takes her a moment to reply, half of it spent internally screaming for this place being cruel enough to broadcast her internal thoughts (memories?) for everyone to see, and the other half trying to get herself to take a deep enough breath to speak.]
[... WHY ARE YOU AND YOUR BROTHER SO DENSE AT TIMES LIKE THESE. ;A;]
T-That's not what I meant! I... I mean, sometimes, you can dream about a memory, right? I mean, remember when I dreamed about the time my parents found and named me?!
Th-That's why I said I won't convince you otherwise... Still, I can't help but worry about both you and Elliot, so... I-If there's anything I can help with...!
[She sighs. When Noel makes a decisions, it's hard to sway her from it.]
There might not be any need to, but I still feel that way. I may not need to help, but I want to. I... I may be a little clumsy and emotional, but, um... I hope you could trust me a bit more.
((ooc: also, tagging on my phone is pretty hard, so I'm going to hold off on Lily's tags until later. \o))
[is this how it feels to be gilbert, noel wonders Oh god, Noel was being interrogated again. To make matters worse, she had already realized her... affection towards Elliot, so this line of question had become a tad more uncomfortable than before.]
It's more like... I started trusting him first. We always had the tendency to wind up in strange situations thanks to our job and this world, so it's more like that trust was a result of all that's happened.
But he trusted that thing and I just don't understand how - how all of this could have--!
[She cuts herself off there. Shit. Nothing about this is okay. She's vulnerable and not in a state where she can hold an actual conversation properly. A Nightray never lets another get the upper hand on anything.]
[Look out the window, there might be one flying past, because she's definitely floundering a little bit here.]
That child...his servant! How could he have trusted him? He just ran off like that while his master wasn't even conscious! Why did he think that he could protect him! That...that weak thing...
No. It can't be. Noel can't believe it.
She won't believe it. She had faith in him, and no matter the odds, she won't doubt him.
Still... The young soldier had been trying so long to befriend her, so of course she had to ask out of concern:]
M-Miss Vanessa... Will you, um... Will you be okay?
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Of course I will be...it was only a dream.
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[Wow. Their troubles were just as bad as Noel's, if not worse.]
Umm... Miss Vanessa? I-If you need someone to talk to, I'm willing to listen...
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[Logic is fucking awesome.]
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T-That's not what I meant! I... I mean, sometimes, you can dream about a memory, right? I mean, remember when I dreamed about the time my parents found and named me?!
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That was different! This never happened! I would have remembered it...
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There's no need to worry about either of us.
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There might not be any need to, but I still feel that way. I may not need to help, but I want to. I... I may be a little clumsy and emotional, but, um... I hope you could trust me a bit more.
((ooc: also, tagging on my phone is pretty hard, so I'm going to hold off on Lily's tags until later. \o))
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...My brother trusts you. Doesn't he?
[Careful how you answer that, Noel. She's not so stable at the moment.]
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Yes, he trusts me.
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And what is it that you've done to gain his trust, exactly?
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It's more like... I started trusting him first. We always had the tendency to wind up in strange situations thanks to our job and this world, so it's more like that trust was a result of all that's happened.
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But he trusted that thing and I just don't understand how - how all of this could have--!
[She cuts herself off there. Shit. Nothing about this is okay. She's vulnerable and not in a state where she can hold an actual conversation properly. A Nightray never lets another get the upper hand on anything.]
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She tilts her head to the side in confusion.]
'Thing'...? What are you talking about? I-If you don't mind me asking...
[If it's the boy with the glasses, then that's not a very nice thing to call someone!]
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That child...his servant! How could he have trusted him? He just ran off like that while his master wasn't even conscious! Why did he think that he could protect him! That...that weak thing...
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