Well, you know me. I love indulging my every whim.
[ She acts as if she's the only one who feels any responsibility here! Yes, her responsibilities are outside this Canvas and his inside, but the weight she's just placed on his shoulders is a large one. A weight that would feel lesser if shared, but—
Clearly, that's not the way this is going to go. ]
All right. [ It's more resignation than acceptance.
Unable to completely rid himself of the fraternal affection he feels, there's a little disappointment in his voice as he says, ] Then adieu, Clea.
[ She bites her tongue, tasting blood. He does indulge his every whim, including his whims to sulk. To wheedle, and to manipulate. To inspire guilt in others who had never asked for it. It would be an unfair retaliation: He is not her Verso and who other than Aline knows how deeply he resembles him? (To answer that question is a path to madness that Clea refuses to walk.)
There is something interesting in the distance. It makes it far clearer where Alicia's manipulative tendencies come from. Her desire to be coddled. ]
I will check back at an appropriate time. Adieu.
[ She does not use his name. That name belongs to someone else, someone she is not ready to say goodbye to yet. The woman's form slowly dissolves away, leaving only yellow petals, shimmering with Chroma, on the ground nearby his feet. The rest of Lumière continues on with their lives, unaware of the monumental shift that had just happened. ]
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[ She acts as if she's the only one who feels any responsibility here! Yes, her responsibilities are outside this Canvas and his inside, but the weight she's just placed on his shoulders is a large one. A weight that would feel lesser if shared, but—
Clearly, that's not the way this is going to go. ]
All right. [ It's more resignation than acceptance.
Unable to completely rid himself of the fraternal affection he feels, there's a little disappointment in his voice as he says, ] Then adieu, Clea.
Et fin?
There is something interesting in the distance. It makes it far clearer where Alicia's manipulative tendencies come from. Her desire to be coddled. ]
I will check back at an appropriate time. Adieu.
[ She does not use his name. That name belongs to someone else, someone she is not ready to say goodbye to yet. The woman's form slowly dissolves away, leaving only yellow petals, shimmering with Chroma, on the ground nearby his feet. The rest of Lumière continues on with their lives, unaware of the monumental shift that had just happened. ]