While Morgiana was left dealing with her uneasiness, Alibaba was letting his retreat into a sudden sense of relief. Somehow or other, he’d managed to break that stare his friend had been driving right into his soul. Alibaba still wasn’t sure how he’d ended up as ‘horrible’ over something like a joke, but with her glare finally out the way, at least he could stop fearing for his life.
Though, it wasn’t long before Morgiana had shot him another question seemingly out of the blue.
“Uhh…sick?” ‘Come to think of it, she’d definitely been acting weird up until now. But, sick?’
“Not really. Why? Something up, Morgiana?”
"...Mmm..." Truth was, even if something was up, the chances of her actually being able to pinpoint it were fairly low. Though, there was something unnerving about the way she had been acting, feeling, lately. Something familiar.
It was something that tugged on her heart, painted her face red, something that made her feel light. It almost liked their first festival in Sindria, when she chose to travel along side Aladdin and Alibaba. Only this time...she didn't know the cause.
Yet as she thought eeper adn deeper, harder and more focus on the whats and the whys, she came to a startling conclusion.
She no doubt wore the expressions which Hakuryuu had held for her not too long ago. Those same expessions which had driven such a deep wedge between he and herself...
Would such a thing happen with Alibaba? Were those the feelings she felt? Or was she perhaps truly sick...?
There was a visible flinch, suddenly she regretted ever realizing these alien feelings.
"It's...nothing. Nevermind." It was for his own good, she believed. Keep him in the dark, keep herself in the dark. Simple, clean. And it would keep things just the way they are.
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