[ She looks down at the shirt in her hands. It's black, just like the one he wears, but there's a faint pattern upon it...
She can use the excuse that helping him become more refined with his power means that he may be better able to help this world. But what of the virtual reality she's building with him? It might give him some respite from training, but that, too, is an excuse. The real reason is far simpler: she's happy to see him when he is happy. ] I... I see.
[ And selfishly, she has enjoyed those moments when they had been brainstorming at the cafe together, with him designing armor or weapons or characters, and her coding away... While she doesn't say anything, her expression is especially fond. ]
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She can use the excuse that helping him become more refined with his power means that he may be better able to help this world. But what of the virtual reality she's building with him? It might give him some respite from training, but that, too, is an excuse. The real reason is far simpler: she's happy to see him when he is happy. ] I... I see.
[ And selfishly, she has enjoyed those moments when they had been brainstorming at the cafe together, with him designing armor or weapons or characters, and her coding away... While she doesn't say anything, her expression is especially fond. ]