[ It's a little funny, Alina thinks, to be the one who's more comfortable. Usually it's been her. Awkward. Trying to be invisible. Part of Alina is still tempted to do that, but she's finding she likes this part too. The part of her that's bright and bold like the sun, her eyes shining with a mischievous tint but still sporting a genuine smile, as Ciri fumbles trying to fit together.
She slips closer to Ciri, feeling comfortable enough to slide against her, bobbing to the deep beat of the music. ]
Yeah. [ She leans in close so she doesn't need to shout. Of course that's the main reason, of course. ] I wasn't sure about coming but... I like being with you.
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She slips closer to Ciri, feeling comfortable enough to slide against her, bobbing to the deep beat of the music. ]
Yeah. [ She leans in close so she doesn't need to shout. Of course that's the main reason, of course. ] I wasn't sure about coming but... I like being with you.