[Irial is sitting in the space of his open window, legs drawn up, sitting sideways and peering out at the mansion house across the lawn. After a minute or so, he hits the call button, speaking her name softly over the wind]
So? [despite his politeness, her tone was far from matching it - she was crisp and curt, irritated from her sleep being interrupted by that dream and the fact that apparently she wasn't quite good enough for him. Or so it came off, at least.]
[Youji isn't dismissing the possibility that this is simply a nightmare, but he's not dismissing the possibility that it isn't, either. Isabelle's too young for him, yes, but she's still a young girl and he hates the thought of her being distressed.]
[less distressed, and more irritated; either way, she regards him silently for a moment, wondering if she'll ever get used to people waking her up with phone calls in the middle of the night, then shrugs.]
I guess I've got my little brother to blame for that.
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Isabelle.
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You never called me back.
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[Youji isn't dismissing the possibility that this is simply a nightmare, but he's not dismissing the possibility that it isn't, either. Isabelle's too young for him, yes, but she's still a young girl and he hates the thought of her being distressed.]
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I guess I've got my little brother to blame for that.
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That's good. Having someone to blame always helps me.
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...that's?
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....Nevermind.
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Thanks for waking me up to say 'never mind'. [she smirks, half-bothered and half-amused.]
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Izzy? Are you okay?
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I guess so. Just a dream, right, Alec?
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