❛❛ i know that you’ve been hurting all this time. ❜❜
“ Me? Hurting?” Confusing marred Lyra’s pretty features as she scrunched her nose, turning a look at herself all over as she shuffled in a circle once, hair swinging round and round as she turned in circles, trying to see the back of herself for any apparent injuries. “Wrong though–I’m not injured.” Its barely a minute later when she refutes his words, spinning back to face Lucas with a innocent but confused look on her face.
“I made sure to be very careful when I went out. And I don’t trip as much as before.” Her fingers instantly go towards her lips, hovering lightly over the pink tiers as she tilted her head. Someone like her that had little to no memories of her past wouldn’t hurt–that much Lyra clearly knew, the dark glints of her pretty eyes blased and uncaring as she shrugged her shoulders offhandedly.
“I do have times where I get hurt–but just…not today, I would suppose.”She finally turns from squatting in the chair to sitting in the chair, fist at her mouth as she buried her nose lightly into the freshly washed shirt that she was wearing, the soft smell of it anchoring her as she twisted her feet lightly together. “But–a curious little question. Why do you care so much?”