▐┃❛♕ Gaze follows as the male pulls out a chair, a single brow raising upon the words as the woman takes a seat in the one provided. ❝ It’s fine, thanks. ❞ A nod initiated to accompany her gratitude, though it’s stated plainly, an attempt to cover her nervousness as she’d anticipated the soon to come inquiry.
He led them right on the correct trail for such a topic.
Allowing him to finish, Lightning shows mild interest in his ramble of statements and inquiries, the last thing leaving his mouth the topic she sticks to. ❝ I… do kinda — want your help for something, I guess you could say —. ❞ It’s a start, subtle embarrassment covering features as gaze averts his own. ❝ —— I’d like you to do me a favor — if you don’t mind. ❞
“What? You kiddin’, sis? Of course I wouldn’t mind. Anythin’ you need– ask, and I’ll do whatever I can!” It was either his determination to see things through, or his desire to impress the other in his presence that brought emphasis to his cooperation.
His awareness to how significant this meant to Lightning was relatively higher than one would expect– and being requested to be a part of it transcended his ambition. To even apprehend the context of Lightning’s words was not only an honor, but the light it shed upon their previous exchanges delivered an outstanding amount of hope.
( Perhaps she didn’t dislike him as much as she led on? )
That thought alone influenced the brightest, ivory-boasting smile.
“Do ya’ need me to keep Hope outta trouble? Y'know how those bachelor parties go.”
indepentant. serious. pre to post final finally xiii by default. multi-fandom, slightly open to OCs, and single-ship.
