❝ i think it belonged to someone in my family, ❞ the comment's passive enough, and it seems he has no qualms opening her hands to leave the item in question with her: a silver chain that's seen better days attached to a vibrant, sapphire pendant. ❝ but i also think it'd be safer with you, so... ❞
Widened eyes gleam downward, first at the two worn hands clasped affectionately around her own, and then to the precious gift sitting everso delicately between. ‘ it’s beautiful ‘, the thought passed near immediately through her mind, nearly pushing itself past her lips before coming to a halt just behind her teeth, her petite jaw clenching taut with some difficulty. as if she’d openly give him the satisfaction.
However, her attempts at hiding her own pooling happiness failed, a rather tender smile slipping itself past her hardened facade, leaving her true joy left out foolishly in the heavy air between them for a brief moment.Of course, years of knowing, years of BONDING allowed her to see right through him, a rather easy feat, thus gifting her patience and insight on his careless words & blatantly feigned intentions. Nobume was anything but a fool when it came to him. Her single thumb brushed lightly against the warm stone, lovingly caressing it as she pieced together the bittersweet truth behind the gift. Lifting her once dulled eyes, now full of vigor and purpose, she pulled her hands away, slipping the gift into her pocket with a false sigh of exasperation. He was not going to be the only one playing it off.
❝ You always force me to carry your things. Soon I’ll be a walking pocket. ❞
