He stares up into her eye, feeling the warmth of her hand as his tears are wiped away.
"Y-Yeah... that sounds nice... thanks."
Some more tears threaten to spill out of his eyes, but he manages to resist the urge to honor her request.
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His mind goes blank for a moment as he thinks.
During his intene struggles in the past, while he had many allies, but he had never truly had a 'senior' figure that was out in the field with him.
Hearing those words must have really made it click in his mind...
"Ophelia..."
A small blush dons his cheek as his senior pats his head.
"Y-Yeah, of course, I think understanding a person's limits and boundaries is one of the most impotant parts of forming relationships.
That's how I see it, at least..."
"R-Roger!"
His hands stiffly stand at his sides as he quickly nods in affirmation. A few drops of sweat drip down his cheek.
(πI forget how scary she can be... part of her charm I suppose, haha.)
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( * sigh. ) I-I guess thereβs no avoiding it, is there-? Iβm going to have to ask him. ( she clenches her fist dramatically, gulping. ) can I get your moral support-?!