[ (All she wanted was for him to fix her bracelet...)
Lucina's breathing is a bit laboured but that's entirely due to the effort she's making trying not to cough again. As parched and scratchy as her throat is feeling, there's still the faint sensation - again - like something ought to be expelled from there. It's deeply uncomfortable.
There's also part of her that repels this idea that she's disadvantaged, that she needs help or inordinary care, that she can't operate at her usual level... That it's someone else making her tea, and not the other way around.
To put it simply, Lucina feels like a failure of a princess! Because she caught a small cold!
...Connor may have his work cut out for him here. ]
I - I suppose you're right. I am rather unused to the idea of not having to push through whatever may ail me.
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Lucina's breathing is a bit laboured but that's entirely due to the effort she's making trying not to cough again. As parched and scratchy as her throat is feeling, there's still the faint sensation - again - like something ought to be expelled from there. It's deeply uncomfortable.
There's also part of her that repels this idea that she's disadvantaged, that she needs help or inordinary care, that she can't operate at her usual level... That it's someone else making her tea, and not the other way around.
To put it simply, Lucina feels like a failure of a princess! Because she caught a small cold!
...Connor may have his work cut out for him here. ]
I - I suppose you're right. I am rather unused to the idea of not having to push through whatever may ail me.