To be fair Lucina calls Inigo a dolt, which is basically the same thing ( worldly experience of two, now, technically ). The remark seems to be the right thing to say — her expression softening now that her father's pride is no longer on the chopping block. As if he had pride to protect in the first place.
Which means they can continue on with the rest of the conversation. She nods, but not before a healthy dose of hesitation, and an entirely uncertain smile. ] I am. [ To both. ]
I realize it may be a little ... difficult for you to believe, but I am telling the truth. [ ... And then another significant pause, as she wonders if she should tell Lissa about Owain. Probably not yet ( Owain would be so sad— ). ] I believe the Mark should be proof enough.
[ Keeping Owain a secret is probably for the best. She can barely think about romance at the moment, let alone children of her own.
The possibility that Lucina might be lying about any of this never crosses her mind. Why joke about something as far-fetched as the future when there are way easier things to lie about? (Plus she's still not sure if Lucina has a humorous bone in her body, no offense Lucina.)
Plus, there is the Brand, better proof than any words could be. Lissa slumps in her chair, exhaling loudly. ]
No, I believe you. It's just—so weird! I mean, how far in the future can they go? What if your kid from the future shows up one day? Then I'll be a great-aunt!
( Tbh that's true ). Lucina's shoulder relaxes when Lissa believes her. Maybe this time, her story will hold a little stronger for much, much longer — that's the best she can hope for right now. Less complications, with a little more experience in keeping a straight face through the worst. Hopefully.
... Hopefully. But that's something to worry about later on. For now, she allows herself a small smile. ] I can't imagine that it would be ... very likely. Given the number of people that exist in our world alone.
[ Hopefully ( then next app round they get a Morgan, rip ). ] ... Though if it's too strange, I could address you simply as Lissa. [ Instead of Aunt Lissa. ]
But since Val doesn't want to go down that rabbit hole and Lissa's brain would probably explode if she spent too long thinking about FE:A mechanics, she just sweeps past the whole thing and opts to focus on the important decision at hand here, which is:
Does she have Lucina call her Aunt Lissa, or just plain old Lissa? There's something thrilling about having that title of seniority and being able to lord the fact that she was born first over someone. (It sucks a little sometimes, being the youngest child.)
But also.....it's really weird. ]
Just Lissa is fine! 'Aunt Lissa' sounds so formal, and I'm definitely not old enough to be an aunt anyway.
[ She says, coming from a game where you can marry off 13 year olds. But whatever. ]
Anyways, I'm glad you told me! It's so much nicer to go on adventures when there's family going with you. [ And also, because she is an aunt now: ] And if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to tell me, okay? I'll do whatever I can for you!
Lissa it is, then. [ She'll easily go along with that — much better than trying not to address her with overwhelming familiarity, now that ground rules have been established. She prides herself in keeping the corners of her lips up; especially when her aunt begins speaking of adventures with family.
But that's why she did this — because it's better this way.
Which means she barely skips a beat when she nods. ] Of course. And the same for you, as well. [ Because they're family, and she's technically older. She's not letting Lissa get away with it this easily.
God i forgot how to wrap threads up, they continued to shop for dresses and Lucina picked up something cute for once, the end. ]
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To be fair Lucina calls Inigo a dolt, which is basically the same thing ( worldly experience of two, now, technically ). The remark seems to be the right thing to say — her expression softening now that her father's pride is no longer on the chopping block. As if he had pride to protect in the first place.
Which means they can continue on with the rest of the conversation. She nods, but not before a healthy dose of hesitation, and an entirely uncertain smile. ] I am. [ To both. ]
I realize it may be a little ... difficult for you to believe, but I am telling the truth. [ ... And then another significant pause, as she wonders if she should tell Lissa about Owain. Probably not yet ( Owain would be so sad— ). ] I believe the Mark should be proof enough.
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The possibility that Lucina might be lying about any of this never crosses her mind. Why joke about something as far-fetched as the future when there are way easier things to lie about? (Plus she's still not sure if Lucina has a humorous bone in her body, no offense Lucina.)
Plus, there is the Brand, better proof than any words could be. Lissa slumps in her chair, exhaling loudly. ]
No, I believe you. It's just—so weird! I mean, how far in the future can they go? What if your kid from the future shows up one day? Then I'll be a great-aunt!
[ When does the rabbit hole end. ]
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( Tbh that's true ). Lucina's shoulder relaxes when Lissa believes her. Maybe this time, her story will hold a little stronger for much, much longer — that's the best she can hope for right now. Less complications, with a little more experience in keeping a straight face through the worst. Hopefully.
... Hopefully. But that's something to worry about later on. For now, she allows herself a small smile. ] I can't imagine that it would be ... very likely. Given the number of people that exist in our world alone.
[ Hopefully ( then next app round they get a Morgan, rip ). ] ... Though if it's too strange, I could address you simply as Lissa. [ Instead of Aunt Lissa. ]
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But since Val doesn't want to go down that rabbit hole and Lissa's brain would probably explode if she spent too long thinking about FE:A mechanics, she just sweeps past the whole thing and opts to focus on the important decision at hand here, which is:
Does she have Lucina call her Aunt Lissa, or just plain old Lissa? There's something thrilling about having that title of seniority and being able to lord the fact that she was born first over someone. (It sucks a little sometimes, being the youngest child.)
But also.....it's really weird. ]
Just Lissa is fine! 'Aunt Lissa' sounds so formal, and I'm definitely not old enough to be an aunt anyway.
[ She says, coming from a game where you can marry off 13 year olds. But whatever. ]
Anyways, I'm glad you told me! It's so much nicer to go on adventures when there's family going with you. [ And also, because she is an aunt now: ] And if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to tell me, okay? I'll do whatever I can for you!
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But that's why she did this — because it's better this way.
Which means she barely skips a beat when she nods. ] Of course. And the same for you, as well. [ Because they're family, and she's technically older. She's not letting Lissa get away with it this easily.
God i forgot how to wrap threads up, they continued to shop for dresses and Lucina picked up something cute for once, the end. ]