[Her fingers twitch in Edelgard's hand, that hesitation remaining a moment longer before she clenches it tight, pushing herself to accept this minor comfort and taking deep, steeling breaths as they move away from the dance floor. She manages to get to the point where she can pull the corners of her mouth up in a watery smile when Edelgard offers her a glass, which she takes in short order.]
Something to drink definitely sounds like a pleasant idea at the moment. ... Thank you.
[For the drink, for being patient with her, for not judging her broken pieces. She raises the glass, head tilting to the side.]
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Something to drink definitely sounds like a pleasant idea at the moment. ... Thank you.
[For the drink, for being patient with her, for not judging her broken pieces. She raises the glass, head tilting to the side.]
Cheers?