Serious at the mention of their father.
"Have you?
What have these conversations been about?"
She asks with a slight hint of concern and worry in her voice, as the elder sister she's quite protective of Sophia.
Which Lea takes note of, she's aware of her sister's fondness for her two apprentices. The three of them are the closest of friends.
She allows herself to smile slightly at Sophia's next comment.
"You certainly are, my brave sister."
However her expression becomes
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Smiling weakly at him, accepting the offered plate despite the food on it being burnt.
"You made this?"
Lea sets it down on the table in front of her.
"Thank you."
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โ โ โ &อ judging by the smile
โ โ โ he adorns ใ he seems
โ โ โ relatively proud of
โ โ โ himself too .แ
โ โ โ the plate is held
โ โ โ out to her again ๏ผ
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"It certainly can be, of course.
But such frightening things can be overcome.
You're brave in your own way, sister. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
Sending a reassuring look towards Sophia, Lea isn't as good with such as she is with others but she tries her best.
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After a moment she broke the silence too.
"Indeed, I am quite proud of them.
They are very good students, but do keep that I said as much to yourself. They do not need to develop an ego."
As expected? A series of chirps could be heard from the lamp that sits nearby
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And Lea is patient with her, after all Sophia has just gone through a rather harrowing experience.
She walks slowly with her at her side, when Sophia nearly tripped Lea had instinctively reached out to steady her before realizing that she hasn't fallen.
A wave of relief
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Washed over the older of the two sisters.
"I hope you never see one again, I should have got here sooner.
Then you might not have been forced to defend yourself against it."
Already she's blaming herself not protecting her sister, typical Lea.
She leads Sophia out and
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Life.
As for being teacher to Romeo and Carlo? It takes some effort but they are very good students and have become skilled if I do say so myself."
Reminiscing with an almost prideful sounding tone.
"I have to agree, it certainly would be.
The outcry would be misplaced."
The glint in her sister's eyes caught Lea's attention.
"Perhaps, not that would absolutely be a sight to behold."
She allows herself to laugh too, a gentle laugh. Weakened by that damned
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โ โ โ โธโธโ โ I think it would
โ โ โ be a needed change ๏ผ
โ โ โ imagine the outcry
โ โ โ of such a tale ใ โ โธโธ
โ โ โ sophia muses ๏ผ &อ ใ
โ โ โ as if the idea had
โ โ โ struck her ใ a devious
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Petrification Disease
"What's it like being a Stalker?"
Her sister had never expressed interest in her line of work before, at least not often.
Nevertheless? She begins to answer.
"Being a Stalker is something I'm proud of being, it has always been my calling in
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As soon as the knife dropped to the floor below Lea steps forward, that same hand on resting on Sophia's shoulder comfortingly.
"It's alright, sister. You're safe, it can't try to harm you anymore."
Her poor sister is so clearly shaken by the encounter, if only Lea had
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Arrived sooner than she hadโ
Banishing the thought from her head, she has to focus on Sophia.
Kicking the knife out of view with her foot, she begins to guide her sister towards the rooms exit. Away from the corpse laying on the floor.
"There's none left, everyone else
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