[Unconsciously, Fiona's expression mirrors Lucina's, pursing her lips as she studies her carefully. Perhaps it's too awkward to be, like, staring at her though -- Fiona is bad with emotions and this is an Emotional Moment, so she glances off to the side as well.]
You could. Or somewhere else. [She glances back to Lucina then, eyebrows raised.] If you wanted, I mean. The universe-- multiverse. Is your oyster.
i'm so slow i'm just sending you blank tags i'm sorry theresa
[ Somewhere else — isn't really much of an option, even after the first moment of consideration. For one reason or another. She's too attached, too stuck on the idea of trying to choose between here and home.
So she breathes. An inhale, then an exhale, before her shoulders loosen again and she's back to a certain level of composure. It's not an answer, but — ]
I suppose I could — but again, I would rather see this to the end. [ It's something. ]
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I KNEW i was missing some thread somewhere
You could. Or somewhere else. [She glances back to Lucina then, eyebrows raised.] If you wanted, I mean. The universe-- multiverse. Is your oyster.
i'm so slow i'm just sending you blank tags i'm sorry theresa
So she breathes. An inhale, then an exhale, before her shoulders loosen again and she's back to a certain level of composure. It's not an answer, but — ]
I suppose I could — but again, I would rather see this to the end. [ It's something. ]