“I understand that, but I want to secure your health and safety with my own eyes. I shall trust you, but do not let me down.”
Micaiah gives a sigh, allowing him leave now. She trusted his armor and skill, but one defeat did have complete faith in such falter.
the bluesky app has twinkified the radiant hero
She simply nods. “Of course.”
The pondering did make her wonder if this was causing some shifts that should not occur. Should she flee…?
“They are free of charge. Did you want to partake?”
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Today is the day for spring!
That is a wise mindset. I think it will help you in the long run…
I am Micaiah…
[Thinking on the spot for a brief moment. In his time, they have yet to meet. Thankfully she is in this ridiculous bunny costume too, so no visible signs of regality.]
…A humble fortune teller.
…Sure.
Just do not break or eat any eggs, got it?
You should get out more, then.
It’s n—
…Sure. Of course. You are right as always.
“Of course! I think you would enjoy Lady Eirika’s company!”
It is part of the game.
We are doing a festival.
You paint eggs.
You hide them.
Others find them.
WE KNOW.
Brain and brawn do not go hand in hand it seems.
“I believe today we are doing egg hunts! Eirika will help me hide some and there will be a contest to see who can collect the most.”
“Thank you, Elincia! It seemed fitting for the season, and the Princess of Renais was paired with me. It is such a high honor…”
+ will be fine…that I am certain of. As long as you hold onto your bonds…”
“It is! I have not attended something like this before, but seeing the payoff was well worth our efforts.”
In truth she could relate, not wanting to burden anyone—for any reason. It was a strength of hers, giving part of herself to aid others too…
“Mm…” A deep, eye-closed thought. “…Everything… +
She could sense said bashfulness, so she toned down the expression slightly. “It was! Lady Eirika and I managed to make quite a few peoples’ days with little gifts!”
Micaiah could sense the apprehension, and the cause for it, being psychic and all.
“…Are you doing well?”
“Is—“
Looking down at herself. Oh…right.
“Ah…hah, I guess I lost track of time—“
By his time, they have quite the span before their formal meeting…this is…awkward…
“Oh, yes. I was just reminiscing over…something. It is not important anymore,” Micaiah dismissed the thought with a small, reassured smile.
Awkwardly standing still in her spring costume.
She forgot.
“…Hm.”
// I was actively working on a layout for one while I’m replaying the games 😭
She expected this reaction, so Micaiah remains stoic at the knight’s "outburst".
“I simply wanted to see your health tended to personally. You have been lost almost twice now, so I have my own concerns.
Will you deny me this peace of mind?”
There is a sympathetic smile that takes shape, understanding his reasons for this. A boon of being able to read other’s emotions, for better or worse.
“If you are still wounded, allow me to heal you then. I will not allow one to bear pain, or injury, as long as I may help it.”
There was a subtly surprised blink as Zelgius knelt. Even though he always acted this was towards her, it felt peculiar sometimes.
“You may rise, Zelgius. I simply wanted to see how you were.”
“Heh, indeed. I do believe fate has its own sense of humor sometimes.” There was plenty of good and bad for her actions throughout her time in the Daein Liberation Army.
“I could not agree more! It honestly feels like an endless reward for everyone’s hard work—for everyone.”
