He never calls her anything else, in spite of the fact she's begun to remember a vastly different life. It's oddly comforting to her, and it is indeed Emilia that looks back to him, long hair freed from the cloche he pulls off of her head.
She's bit self-aware, if not sheepish. )
It's different. Here I thought you'd have more opinions yourself.
( In spite of the tiredness she wrestles with, Emilia does smile to herself as she looks over the rest of her options. She can't help but think back to the tawny monstrosity she'd tried to make him wear... what feels like so very long ago. )
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He never calls her anything else, in spite of the fact she's begun to remember a vastly different life. It's oddly comforting to her, and it is indeed Emilia that looks back to him, long hair freed from the cloche he pulls off of her head.
She's bit self-aware, if not sheepish. )
It's different. Here I thought you'd have more opinions yourself.
( In spite of the tiredness she wrestles with, Emilia does smile to herself as she looks over the rest of her options. She can't help but think back to the tawny monstrosity she'd tried to make him wear... what feels like so very long ago. )