❛do you miss her often?❜ brief question as it is rarely does she bother with asking about another’s life much less emotions that deal with a significant other. calmness remains around her for once she’s not bothering to hiss out words towards him or prod just to irk him somehow , no rather she sits beside him , chin resting upon her open palm. scary how there’s those select few that know the pain of waiting for loved ones. eyes never glance away while she offers a inking of a fain tiny smile
‘Do you miss her often?’ That was a simple question, and yet, it was one that gave him pause near instantly. Golden eyes quickly darted towards her, the controller in his hand and the game upon the large flatscreen suddenly forgotten. For a moment, he watched her intently, expression unreadable – surprise there, but not easily seen. What had brought this up? No…he supposed it did not matter. After all, had he not approached her the same way as well? And just as randomly? No doubt he had jarred her as well back then, so her looking at him in the same manner was only fair. Still, never did he think that Yu would hold remotely any interest in something along these lines, most especially when it came to him in particular. This was also one of the first times that she sought out his company as well…
❝Yes,❞ he began, tone quieter than intended. ❝It is safe to say that I miss her all the time.❞ Not every waking moment, no. However, there were times that he would think, ‘I wish Nefertari was here.’ There was so much he wanted to show her, so much that this new era had to offer that would have had her eyes wide with wonder and intrigue… He paused, thinking for a moment as if debating on what he should say next to Yu. He did not distrust her, obviously, although they were not exactly close either. Theirs was an odd relationship that was chaotic on its surface and somehow only making sense on a base level to them in particular. ❝Do you ever sometimes feel excited about something that transpired or something you saw, and think, ‘they would have liked this’? That is how I feel from time to time.❞ Whenever he ate a piece of chocolate, participated in some grand and chaotic event taking place within
He would always think this.
The thought would come out of the blue, and though it made him feel faintly melancholic, it also had the ability to bring a slight smile upon his lips. Those kinds of feelings were difficult to explain to one who did not know what it was like to have lost a loved one. ❝Anyway,❞ he began, glancing away and resuming his game with a click of a button, ❝I am sure that I sufficiently answered your question.❞ There was not much more to say on that matter. He had made his feelings quite known without having to go much further into detail.
