[ Lindhardt's confusion has her second guessing herself. Maybe it was right. Who is she to dictate what worked for friendships and what didn't? Once upon a time it had been okay for her; there were so many other things to worry about than the things she knew Claude wasn't telling her. But back then, back in Fodlan, there had been a certainty with where their relationship stood. Being summoned to a new world, a year and a war she had only half-lived through hadn't been factors weighed against their friendship. It had unearthed her own insecurities and fears about how Claude viewed her and her place in his life.
She shifts in her seat, chewing on her words before finally saying - ]Â
Now that we're not in a war, are secrets and little white lies really necessary? [ She feels her own resolve in regards to that statement shakey at best. ] I guess it also depends on how your friendship with them works, but...I would rather know if the secret somehow involved me.
[ Finding out the truth had proven to be more painful than she had anticipated but that didn't change the fact that she'd rather know. His ready acceptance of her deflection helps soothe some of her own bubbling anxiety - at least for the time being. Avoiding responsibility and dodging expectations have always been her priority, but the realization that she's capable of more has begun to dawn on her as awful as that is.
That thought isn't for now though. Better to focus on the uncomfortable look on Lindhardt's face. His surface level (but mostly accurate) observation about Sylvain brings a sympathetic look across her face. ]
You aren't boring just because you have different interests than Sylvain. There's more to him than just those things and there's more to you than just liking magic and Crests. And I'm not saying you have to become best friends with him, I'm just saying it would be good to get to know each other better outside of the context of a war that none of us want. We're here together and we should be there for one another.
You really think I'm charming and social? Aw, Lindhardt, I knew you cared! 💕
You're not allowed to become a book hermit while you're here. In fact for your homework, I want to hear that you've at least made three acquaintances with other Summoned in Thorne by the time we see each other again in Nocwich next month. We'll have tea and you can tell me all about it.
all of them are so ðŸ˜
She shifts in her seat, chewing on her words before finally saying - ]Â
Now that we're not in a war, are secrets and little white lies really necessary? [ She feels her own resolve in regards to that statement shakey at best. ] I guess it also depends on how your friendship with them works, but...I would rather know if the secret somehow involved me.
[ Finding out the truth had proven to be more painful than she had anticipated but that didn't change the fact that she'd rather know. His ready acceptance of her deflection helps soothe some of her own bubbling anxiety - at least for the time being. Avoiding responsibility and dodging expectations have always been her priority, but the realization that she's capable of more has begun to dawn on her as awful as that is.
That thought isn't for now though. Better to focus on the uncomfortable look on Lindhardt's face. His surface level (but mostly accurate) observation about Sylvain brings a sympathetic look across her face. ]
You aren't boring just because you have different interests than Sylvain. There's more to him than just those things and there's more to you than just liking magic and Crests. And I'm not saying you have to become best friends with him, I'm just saying it would be good to get to know each other better outside of the context of a war that none of us want. We're here together and we should be there for one another.