[This new statement fills her with lightning-strike heat, the kind that leaves one dizzy and disorientated. She's been accused in the past of pricing her life cheaply, and given the willingness with which she's been prepared - on multiple occasions now - to throw it away for the sake of someone else, she supposes it isn't an unfair assessment. She hadn't wanted to die in that god-awful, fungally-infected pit, but she'd been prepared for that eventuality. Could have - ha bloody ha - lived with it, if it meant she'd been able to protect the people she'd been trapped there with.
But Alucard's words make her realise - fiercely - just how much she would have missed living. Because she has something here, people who give a shit about whether she lives or dies, people who say things like I love you out of nowhere. There'd been a time in her life where she would have killed to hear someone say it, when she would have done anything, given everything, for that one short sentence.
Abruptly, her eyes feel stingingly aqueous. Her lips are an unstable, quivering line. Impulsively, she reaches out to grasp Alucard by the shoulders, to drag him in close and crush her face against his chest before he can take in her fracturing composure.]
Fuck you. Fuck you for saying that to me. I fucking love you too, you know? Fuck you. I'm so fucking glad to see you again.
[Her expressions of undying friendship may still require a little work.]
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But Alucard's words make her realise - fiercely - just how much she would have missed living. Because she has something here, people who give a shit about whether she lives or dies, people who say things like I love you out of nowhere. There'd been a time in her life where she would have killed to hear someone say it, when she would have done anything, given everything, for that one short sentence.
Abruptly, her eyes feel stingingly aqueous. Her lips are an unstable, quivering line. Impulsively, she reaches out to grasp Alucard by the shoulders, to drag him in close and crush her face against his chest before he can take in her fracturing composure.]
Fuck you. Fuck you for saying that to me. I fucking love you too, you know? Fuck you. I'm so fucking glad to see you again.
[Her expressions of undying friendship may still require a little work.]