The hope that "this will be the last time" always vanishes in bitter healing of the flesh...
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~eyeing the garments, then her as though he's looking for the punchline of some stupid joke be missed.
"...you want my opinion...on a dress." Again it's more of a statement that a question.
He gives it a moment, regarding carefully before he sighs and turns his head.
"...what's the banquet for?"
// I have been sucked back into Genshin hell but also life has just been killing me lately between university stuff, work and my overall health π will try to get to stuff here when/if I can
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// Apparently I remembered to follow everyone from all my HSR accounts except my Blade, jfc
Imperceptible as it were, Blade's tension was quick to reach his eyes when he heard that damned nickname.
If it were anyone but her, he'd answer with his sword...
"....what is it, Kafka...?"
If she asked him, he'd simply say a weapon had no need to be anything but.
Blade's eyes are trained on her every movement, suspicion laced with a mild apprehension he doesn't quite let surface as he follows her to see what it is she needs him for.
...seeing the dresses, he pauses and grows tense,~
"For a purpose, I assume."
It's more of a statement than a question, giving it a moment before he sighs and pushes off the wall, hands falling to his sides as he regards her in expectant silence.
"If you need me for something, then speak. Idle chatter isn't something I particularly enjoy..."
