[ 'I don't want to, yet,' the part of her that the flower has in its clutches says, but that's not all of Naminé that there is, and the rest of her holds her tongue. Melancholy eyes shifting toward the branches of the tree that cradle her and the little shapes she was busily making out of leaves, she breathes a soft sigh.
But she still looks back down at Chizuru when her voice calls again. ]
Hungry? [ Naminé echoes, faltering. Her lips press together a moment, but soon enough she musters a weak smile, one that exists under a knitted brow. ] A little bit, I guess.
[ Not enough to convince her to come down otherwise, but-- her desire to make the people around her happy is such a fundamental part of her personality that even the edelweiss can't block that out; her kindness factors too much into her instinctive choices. ]
Does that mean-- you'll cook for me if I come down?
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But she still looks back down at Chizuru when her voice calls again. ]
Hungry? [ Naminé echoes, faltering. Her lips press together a moment, but soon enough she musters a weak smile, one that exists under a knitted brow. ] A little bit, I guess.
[ Not enough to convince her to come down otherwise, but-- her desire to make the people around her happy is such a fundamental part of her personality that even the edelweiss can't block that out; her kindness factors too much into her instinctive choices. ]
Does that mean-- you'll cook for me if I come down?