For much of the walk Lucrecia remained silent. She didn't fully pay attention where they were going aside from not bumping into something, or not to trip in her heels. Relying on Vincent to know where they were going was just so easy to do, having trusted him with so much more in the past. Even after...
In a brief moment of clarity, she glanced at Vincent's left hand as they walked. It had been the arm that had decayed most, and in the few months of being reunited with him she'd noticed his not using it for things that required more dexrous movements. Realizing that, maybe, he'd given up the more familiar way of defense. Not that he likely needed it right now, but it did not go missed.
"...sorry," she breathed under her breath sleepily. Both for being a burden, and for something she still had yet to say.
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In a brief moment of clarity, she glanced at Vincent's left hand as they walked. It had been the arm that had decayed most, and in the few months of being reunited with him she'd noticed his not using it for things that required more dexrous movements. Realizing that, maybe, he'd given up the more familiar way of defense. Not that he likely needed it right now, but it did not go missed.
"...sorry," she breathed under her breath sleepily. Both for being a burden, and for something she still had yet to say.