Mm. Us Lucii have pretty deep connections with magic crystals, y'know.
[Which... is half-joking, half-not! Because it's true, and she's a crystal, kind of. But not his crystal, which is good. And it's- fine that she is what she is. Another mark in the column of why it's okay that she isn't human when the rest are.
...not that he thinks of her as a crystal all the time, and not that their relationship is based on power like it is with the Crystal at home, and not that he has to share their connection with other people or... shit. Was that okay? Shit.
--And now he's really second-guessing himself. He's going to be low-key worried about that fear of hers for a while.]
[ Her smiles tenses for a moment-- she had been hoping, if briefly, that he'd say that there was something else special about her. However, she cannot be... disappointed? upset? at being called a crystal, because it is the truth.
So her smile eases. Overall, she understands that he's being silly. And his silliness is a charming, lovely part of him... ]
That makes it almost sound as if we've met by fate.
[That awkward feeling when you know you've effed up a few seconds too late... he'd already suspected, but that brief tension in her expression had been enough to cement it. Shit, indeed.]
Um- no, not... not fated. [He'd really like there to be less destiny in his life, actually.] I mean, we chose it, like I said earlier...
[He really hopes that she remembers this moment the next time she tries to call him perfect, because he sure as hell isn't right now.]
[ Even while awkward, she sees him as adorable. ] Oh! But you're right, you know. I am a crystal....
[ She pauses. What part was the joke, then? The crystal part? Or that she had something unique about her that no one else has? Both? Now she's the one over thinking this! ]
Your crystal is a lot more connected to you, though.
You were able to connect better with me, though. When you share your power it's a given, sure, but like... sometimes it feels like you do something different, when we... you know. I felt it. Felt you. If that makes sense...
[He's blushing. He doesn't know how to describe it, he just knows it's a thing.]
Anyway, I'm pretty sure my crystal's not actually a person, but you are.
[ Oh. That. That connection during. On her part, it hadn't even been intentional. It had been tether between them that arose naturally, in the heat of the moment. Sharing her power with him is easy, but sharing that had been something deeper, not unlike how he had shared his own power with her, gifting her his crystal's magic.
She, too, can make the bond between them more permanent, that of a Blade's to a Driver's. But even if he would want that, could it potentially skew or tamper his crystal's power over him? But there it is, is words affirming that she is a person, not just a crystal. She smiles at that. The reason for her personhood is her humanity, her love. ]
.....Mm. It's nice, having humanity. [ With everything that entails. The good, the bad. The joy, the heartache. The ability to hold his hands in hers and look into his eyes. Something had changed within him after he had returned from being taken in by his own crystal, but his humanity remains. Together, they meet each other by that humanity and love. ] I wouldn't be able to love you, otherwise.
[ Or love enough to die for the world, but that's not at the forefront of her mind at the moment. ]
[She didn't deny it... huh. Okay, so it wasn't just his imagination. He's curious, but maybe now isn't the time or place to ask for more detail. Assuming she herself knows. He'll just quietly put a pin in that one, to perhaps ask in a more intimate or private setting. Not, uh. On a roof in the middle of town.
He's mostly just glad she's able to smile again, that he didn't totally wreck the good mood they'd managed to regain.]
I'm glad for that. [He pauses, then adds a bit tentatively,] You know... when I was inside my Crystal, I think... no, I felt. I was absorbing it. [Memories, power. Providence. That strange difference that he suspects she'd felt when she found him in the garden the night after he'd returned. He's still struggling to understand it, but he knows that it's there, now.] I'm carrying a part of it in me, and I don't think that's gonna go away until I do what's meant to be done.
[Until he dies, but they both know that. More and more, she'd said, and he always remembers. That isn't the point of his words right now. The point is... a softer attempt, maybe. Not a joke.
He offers up a cautious but hopeful smile, watching her.] Crystal and human, human and crystal. Not as different as you'd think.
[ He still seems like himself. Whatever influence his crystal has over him, she would never want that to overtake him completely. They cannot choose the fates that lie in store for them, and she cannot like how his crystal imposed on him a new power to see a prophecy through... but she can choose to focus on the similarities they have because of it, their bond, and the relationship they share.
She appreciates how he makes this connection to her, and that appreciation forms into a smile that mirrors his own. Her fingers curl into his hand. ] Saying it like that... I suppose you're right. [ Human and crystal. ]
Even if you didn't absorb a part of the crystal within you, you'd still shine. I hope you don't forget that, either.
Uh-huh... I'll try not to, so long as you don't forget this.
[He lifts their joined hands to his lips, lightly kissing the back of hers. His ring is on that hand, but so too is the bracelet she'd given him; a connection of one crystal worn to offset the unpleasantness of another, to remind him that it isn't always hurtful or bad. So when he looks down he might think of her and not just his doomed future.
Whatever his thoughts, or her thoughts, might be about what they are and how they differ, he'd rather focus on how they're alike. That they're in love (daunting, but wonderful), that they're together (both, again) and that they chose this. Until they're forced apart by something he can't fight, this is what he wants, and he's happy.]
[ It's unprovoked instances like him kissing her hand that only reinforce her idea that he's natural at-- well, perhaps this isn't flirting. But he is a loving person. As he lowers their hands between them, she breaks their contact to steps forward to pull him into an embrace, placing her hands upon his arms, her head against his shoulder. ] I won't.
[ She won't forget him, if she can help it. She won't forget this, either, this moment in time upon a roof in an alien city with nothing but the twilight around them. So often have they spoken of the dawn, but the sunset is nice, too.
She pulls away from the hug, deciding to link her arm with hers. Her fingers slide over his hand, softly brushing over his rough knuckles to have her fingers interlace with his. Like this, she rests her head against his upper arm, turning her gaze back towards the barrier to enjoy with him. ]
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...Oh?
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[Which... is half-joking, half-not! Because it's true, and she's a crystal, kind of. But not his crystal, which is good. And it's- fine that she is what she is. Another mark in the column of why it's okay that she isn't human when the rest are.
...not that he thinks of her as a crystal all the time, and not that their relationship is based on power like it is with the Crystal at home, and not that he has to share their connection with other people or... shit. Was that okay? Shit.
--And now he's really second-guessing himself. He's going to be low-key worried about that fear of hers for a while.]
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So her smile eases. Overall, she understands that he's being silly. And his silliness is a charming, lovely part of him... ]
That makes it almost sound as if we've met by fate.
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Um- no, not... not fated. [He'd really like there to be less destiny in his life, actually.] I mean, we chose it, like I said earlier...
[He really hopes that she remembers this moment the next time she tries to call him perfect, because he sure as hell isn't right now.]
...It was a bad joke.
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[ She pauses. What part was the joke, then? The crystal part? Or that she had something unique about her that no one else has? Both? Now she's the one over thinking this! ]
Your crystal is a lot more connected to you, though.
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[He's blushing. He doesn't know how to describe it, he just knows it's a thing.]
Anyway, I'm pretty sure my crystal's not actually a person, but you are.
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She, too, can make the bond between them more permanent, that of a Blade's to a Driver's. But even if he would want that, could it potentially skew or tamper his crystal's power over him? But there it is, is words affirming that she is a person, not just a crystal. She smiles at that. The reason for her personhood is her humanity, her love. ]
.....Mm. It's nice, having humanity. [ With everything that entails. The good, the bad. The joy, the heartache. The ability to hold his hands in hers and look into his eyes. Something had changed within him after he had returned from being taken in by his own crystal, but his humanity remains. Together, they meet each other by that humanity and love. ] I wouldn't be able to love you, otherwise.
[ Or love enough to die for the world, but that's not at the forefront of her mind at the moment. ]
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He's mostly just glad she's able to smile again, that he didn't totally wreck the good mood they'd managed to regain.]
I'm glad for that. [He pauses, then adds a bit tentatively,] You know... when I was inside my Crystal, I think... no, I felt. I was absorbing it. [Memories, power. Providence. That strange difference that he suspects she'd felt when she found him in the garden the night after he'd returned. He's still struggling to understand it, but he knows that it's there, now.] I'm carrying a part of it in me, and I don't think that's gonna go away until I do what's meant to be done.
[Until he dies, but they both know that. More and more, she'd said, and he always remembers. That isn't the point of his words right now. The point is... a softer attempt, maybe. Not a joke.
He offers up a cautious but hopeful smile, watching her.] Crystal and human, human and crystal. Not as different as you'd think.
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She appreciates how he makes this connection to her, and that appreciation forms into a smile that mirrors his own. Her fingers curl into his hand. ] Saying it like that... I suppose you're right. [ Human and crystal. ]
Even if you didn't absorb a part of the crystal within you, you'd still shine. I hope you don't forget that, either.
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[He lifts their joined hands to his lips, lightly kissing the back of hers. His ring is on that hand, but so too is the bracelet she'd given him; a connection of one crystal worn to offset the unpleasantness of another, to remind him that it isn't always hurtful or bad. So when he looks down he might think of her and not just his doomed future.
Whatever his thoughts, or her thoughts, might be about what they are and how they differ, he'd rather focus on how they're alike. That they're in love (daunting, but wonderful), that they're together (both, again) and that they chose this. Until they're forced apart by something he can't fight, this is what he wants, and he's happy.]
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[ She won't forget him, if she can help it. She won't forget this, either, this moment in time upon a roof in an alien city with nothing but the twilight around them. So often have they spoken of the dawn, but the sunset is nice, too.
She pulls away from the hug, deciding to link her arm with hers. Her fingers slide over his hand, softly brushing over his rough knuckles to have her fingers interlace with his. Like this, she rests her head against his upper arm, turning her gaze back towards the barrier to enjoy with him. ]