Chapter 303: Interlude - 22: Asobi
Fluttering eyes adjusted to the dim light. Back to the waking world they were. Fingers still locked together—they didn’t untwine. As the blonde looked to her, the elf’s eyes remained staring down.
Iridina shook her head lightly, "Agh... Did she try to get your baby memories? My head’s on fire," she massaged her forehead. "Certainly took a chunk out of my mana-" she finally looked to them.
Jotou allowed her mind to be open and thought of what she saw. Iridina gleaned her surface thoughts, "Oh... I’m so sorry. I’m sorry you didn’t get an answer," her tone was monotonous no longer.
"... ..."
Jotou glanced away from Asobi and to the mouse-girl, "No need to be sorry. Thanks for the help. Could you, give us a moment?"
Iridina got up from the sofa, "Of course. I’ll cover your shifts if I need to." "Click." Iridina left the room.
Jotou leaned in closer and sided her head lower, "Asobi...?" she hushed.
Finger by finger she held Jotou’s hand tighter and her eyes waned and waned till they shut completely. In went air and she puffed her chest out—her shoulders rose.
She straightened her posture, then opened her eyes with a continuous breath escaping her lips till she whistled it out. Her shoulders fell and her jade-green eyes faced Jotou.
"I’m still the Amazing Asobi; the greatest magician you’ve ever known," little by little her lips curled.
Her smile. It was always so damn hard not to be infected by it. Especially when not a single tear trailed down her eye. Jotou curved her hand around and grazed a thumb over the knuckles of the hand she held.
She held the raven-haired woman by the shoulder and looked to her, "You don’t need to act."