07-25-2018, 05:38 PM
Vandal watches the silence between them grow. There's this fragility in the air that she's scared to break with every shaken breath that she takes, spilling past her lips as she begs for it not to splinter beneath the tension of the moment. She can hear her heart stuttering, beating, pounding in her ears each second Deldrach doesn't speak, and for a moment Vandal considers fleeing, licking her wounds, and forgetting that she'd even tried - forgetting that she'd even spoken at all... but then Deldrach speaks.
Deldrach speaks, and something in Vandal's chest squeezes with every word slipping through her teeth. It sounds almost like a confession, and Vandal truly wonders what burdens the jaglion carries - not just what burden, but how she can help carry it. Tentatively, slowly, she straightens her body and takes one step forward, nails scrabbling lightly against the floor. Deldrach told her that she was a horrible person to like, Vandal's heart thinks otherwise.
"I don't think so," she starts, ever so slowly, the beginnings of a dance. She takes another step, another breath - another breath to savor. May it help her find courage. May it help her find strength. May it help her find bravery in the face of the very real possibility that she'll fuck things over all over again. "I - I know I don't know you completely yet, but I want to... I want to know who you are, and I can wait however long it takes until you feel comfortable around me."
There's a soft smile on her muzzle again, carving slowly but surely across her trembling features. The rune on her chest glows ever so brighter in the darkness, spilling across her fur, setting the space around them alight in a dim but comforting glow. "I like you. It's how I already feel - and whatever I need to do, I'll do it. Whatever I need to prove, I'll prove it. I know I can't ask you to trust me based off that but..." She's quiet for a moment, contemplating, thinking, breathing into the silence between them until, "If it's alright with you, I'd like to try to earn it."
Deldrach speaks, and something in Vandal's chest squeezes with every word slipping through her teeth. It sounds almost like a confession, and Vandal truly wonders what burdens the jaglion carries - not just what burden, but how she can help carry it. Tentatively, slowly, she straightens her body and takes one step forward, nails scrabbling lightly against the floor. Deldrach told her that she was a horrible person to like, Vandal's heart thinks otherwise.
"I don't think so," she starts, ever so slowly, the beginnings of a dance. She takes another step, another breath - another breath to savor. May it help her find courage. May it help her find strength. May it help her find bravery in the face of the very real possibility that she'll fuck things over all over again. "I - I know I don't know you completely yet, but I want to... I want to know who you are, and I can wait however long it takes until you feel comfortable around me."
There's a soft smile on her muzzle again, carving slowly but surely across her trembling features. The rune on her chest glows ever so brighter in the darkness, spilling across her fur, setting the space around them alight in a dim but comforting glow. "I like you. It's how I already feel - and whatever I need to do, I'll do it. Whatever I need to prove, I'll prove it. I know I can't ask you to trust me based off that but..." She's quiet for a moment, contemplating, thinking, breathing into the silence between them until, "If it's alright with you, I'd like to try to earn it."