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That, no. In my estimation, I knew eventually you would be my type, but I could no more know your blod would sing for me than I could know that I would fall in love.

[ . . . Huh that felt a little awkward? Oh well, she's nuzzling, she's content with a little awkward. ]

Aah...

[How... She likes that? She really likes that.]

Nor...could I. When I first offered... [A very gentle nuzzle back.] I am...tired, Elda. But at the same time, I feel somehow revitalized.

Mmmm.

[ She whispers his next part, even as he cheek rests somewhere near enough to Hanyuu's neck that she can smell, hear, and to some extent feel her pulse, and the movement of blood through the vein and arteries of her neck. She is attracted to that blood right now, so she can quite literally smell that tiredness and the mature sentiments that bear it out. Elda suspects that if she could smell her own blood - if vampires reacted to other vampires - she might be just as appetizing.

Still. ]

Well, it will be my mission to see to it that someday you do not smell so delicious to me, Hanyuu.

[ She knows, to some extent, that's an impossibility. But the promise is what matters: that the revitalization will continue. That they'll feel young and happy, and move past their trauma, ennui, and the weight of both the world and their years. How she felt in the more simple and happy times with James. How she felt their first night together, both with him and with Hanyuu, despite the circumstances that led to that night.

It's a wish, really.

Right now, though, she still is reacting all the same, but she also doesn't want to bite her. So nuzzling? That's the order of the day. ]

[The words brush across her skin and lodge themselves in her heart, or her throat, along with her own words in response. There's something about what Elda says that paralyzes her, in the best way possible. Her nearest horn... It brushes against Elda's cheek. It's purposeful.]

To feel...free and young again. [Though she sounds wistful, as if it's truly beyond her, there's a mite more hope there, than usual.] Perhaps...the both of us, one day...

I'm sure you know, Elda, that sentiment means more to me than I could ever describe.

[ Her horn.

Elda's cheeks color a little more, and she's actually grateful how intwined they are now, so that he might not look ... silly? No, she' okay with silly, but right now she feels a fluttering in her heart which really ought to be embarrassing, coming fro ma woman of her age. Right up there wit ha shiver.

Aaaah. ]

Well - as much as you are mind, Hanyuu. I am yours, and so - that's natural. As natural as all my desires for you.

[ But. She is happy - she sounds elated to be told how much that means to her. ]

Mmm.

[And for now, Hanyuu is content to just...sit there, until the exhaustion settles back in. It's been a long day. A very long day. Fear, panic, determination, hope, relief, joy, despair... So much worked its way through her - very real, very physical - body over the course of the day, and she's amazed she hasn't broken into tears since returning to Hinamizawa, but just

just give it time.

For now, she will enjoy a quiet moment with her love. A quiet moment where they can look at the stars and breathe the fresh air, without worry.

Without fear.]

[ Honestly, the lack of fear hasn't quite hit Elda yet. Perhaps it will when she can return to her manor, or maybe when she ins't keenly aware that there are humans in the other room. Maybe in a day, or a week. But...

Well, being in the arms of Hanyuu is a centering feeling.

And she realizes - ah, that's right. She can hear her heartbeat, and while that's on one level delicious, it's also comforting. The two of them are alive, on the first day of that promised future.

Alive. ]

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