[Zelda struggles noticeably against that order, lips pursed and teeth grinding against the urge to apologize even further as Edelgard so gently offers her an escape after her outburst. Goddesses, she must appear so weak and foolish, to react so strongly to something the other must know now to be fact.
She hesitates to answer, her inner conflict written on the crease of her brow, but she makes herself nod, eventually.]
no subject
She hesitates to answer, her inner conflict written on the crease of her brow, but she makes herself nod, eventually.]
--Yes, if you will still have me.
[she's... trying...]