[ She stares at him in silence as he speaks about her, blushing faintly as well when he mentions their more intimate connections, but overall unable to say anything immediate in response.
Is this what it feels like when she comments on things others impress her by? A fluttering, fuzzy, fun feeling that's light and simultaneously humbled and proud within her chest?
It's strange to think, but she's never really been thanked for making anything in her own world. Then again, no mortal there truly knows what they call "Aegis" truly is; moreover, they'd first thank the Architect first without knowing better. And, truly, she never made anything, only caused more destruction... ]
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Is this what it feels like when she comments on things others impress her by? A fluttering, fuzzy, fun feeling that's light and simultaneously humbled and proud within her chest?
It's strange to think, but she's never really been thanked for making anything in her own world. Then again, no mortal there truly knows what they call "Aegis" truly is; moreover, they'd first thank the Architect first without knowing better. And, truly, she never made anything, only caused more destruction... ]