[ ah, what is this now— perle cannot help the softest of giggles, chittering like the chirrups of a song bird. ]
Oh, Jun. Love is so ambiguous. So many shapes and colors— Brothers, friends, clans, lovers . . . You don’t want me making a soliloquy out of Falco’s last project, I can assure you.
[ that was meant to be something of a joke to keep the spirits light. anyway! she fluffs up at the sight of his flush, but maintains a certain adult-like posture. ]
You’re doing wonderfully, being yourself. That’s all you need.
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Oh, Jun. Love is so ambiguous. So many shapes and colors— Brothers, friends, clans, lovers . . . You don’t want me making a soliloquy out of Falco’s last project, I can assure you.
[ that was meant to be something of a joke to keep the spirits light. anyway! she fluffs up at the sight of his flush, but maintains a certain adult-like posture. ]
You’re doing wonderfully, being yourself. That’s all you need.