[It makes their pace work, his long-legged slow strides and Lup's much shorter but quicker-paced steps, the elf keeping pace with the alien without having to even think of it, just following along without much of a care as to how they get there. She's never been a follower, always the one to blaze the trail ahead, leaving Barry and Taako behind to run after her, but for once, she just can't seem to make herself care. The more she thinks about Hadriel, about it's many destinations, the more she thinks of the year and a half she spent with Barry here, how she can find him almost everywhere.
Thankfully, Glacius snaps her from her thoughts, the elf's long ears flicking back in quick surprise, before she realizes he's speaking to her, a soft, careful look on his face.]
I'm not - [She makes a noise then, frustrated and strangled sounding, but not so much at him, more directed at herself. Lup's always been more in touch with her emotions than she'd like to admit, but putting them into words and speaking about them? She's still struggling with that one.]
It's - Yeah, I get it. I'll be fine or whatevs. Wanna see whatever you wanna show, thug, just... I'm fucking sad, but I'm not gonna lose it thinking about him. I wanna think about him. About Barry. Don't wanna forget... [Not that she could.] So you don't gotta coddle me or walk on eggshells. I'm a big girl.
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[It makes their pace work, his long-legged slow strides and Lup's much shorter but quicker-paced steps, the elf keeping pace with the alien without having to even think of it, just following along without much of a care as to how they get there. She's never been a follower, always the one to blaze the trail ahead, leaving Barry and Taako behind to run after her, but for once, she just can't seem to make herself care. The more she thinks about Hadriel, about it's many destinations, the more she thinks of the year and a half she spent with Barry here, how she can find him almost everywhere.
Thankfully, Glacius snaps her from her thoughts, the elf's long ears flicking back in quick surprise, before she realizes he's speaking to her, a soft, careful look on his face.]
I'm not - [She makes a noise then, frustrated and strangled sounding, but not so much at him, more directed at herself. Lup's always been more in touch with her emotions than she'd like to admit, but putting them into words and speaking about them? She's still struggling with that one.]
It's - Yeah, I get it. I'll be fine or whatevs. Wanna see whatever you wanna show, thug, just... I'm fucking sad, but I'm not gonna lose it thinking about him. I wanna think about him. About Barry. Don't wanna forget... [Not that she could.] So you don't gotta coddle me or walk on eggshells. I'm a big girl.