( week three ) ➙ akira

[rightfully]

[ For the second time in however many weeks, she finds herself knocking on his door. There are a few key differences; first, and more prevalently, is the somewhat awkward nature of the knock. She's still getting her bearings with her non-dominant arm.

Patiently, Lucina waits, if he even wants to open his door to her.

The investigation was quite harrowing, but has opened her eyes to a few things. ]

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[rightfully]

[ ... Tinily, she breathes a sigh of relief. Some of the tension seems to leave her body, making her look shorter. Full heighted, yes - but staunch worry has a way of lengthening her. It might be a defense mechanism. ]

Thank you.

[jokered]

You don't have to thank me for something I want to do. One day, she really might do something reckless if nobody looks out for her.

[and he doesn't want to see magilou get hurt or killed either, honestly.]

[rightfully]

Yes, I've... worried over that myself.

[ Not just because Magilou is well meaning and too observant; not just because of the sleep-stricken nights they've had to endure since becoming roommates.

The girl lets her whims move her feet. It's alarming. ]

Truthfully, I'm glad I have you around when I can't temper her singularly.

[ TRIAL BATON PASSING, MAGILOU STYLE ]

[jokered]

I don't want to see anything happen to her either.

[so naturally, he'll help. he knows how important magilou is to them both, so it's the least he can do.]

I think between the two of us, we can keep her from floating off-track too much.

[rightfully]

[ Lucina blinks, a bit surprised by this new revelation. ]

I did not know she could float, too.

[ Um... ]

[jokered]

Ah...

[lucina, no.]

It was a figure of speech.