[ She looks Sakura over, head to toe, casting a look of reluctance. Gwenhwyfar feels ridiculous; she had helped Sakura out and she's the one teetering on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Gently, she covers her cheek, wanting to hide it and discourage any sort of worry. It's hard to disconnect her mind from the worries that the genuine concern for her well-being has an ulterior motive.
Sakura is close to her age, so it gives Gwenhwyfar enough pause to have a change of heart.
But not enough for Gwenhwyfar to give her name. ]
I can sit. [ Not because she's nervous, of course! She turns away from her, hesitant to keep her gaze on Sakura for long ]
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Gently, she covers her cheek, wanting to hide it and discourage any sort of worry. It's hard to disconnect her mind from the worries that the genuine concern for her well-being has an ulterior motive.
Sakura is close to her age, so it gives Gwenhwyfar enough pause to have a change of heart.
But not enough for Gwenhwyfar to give her name. ]
I can sit. [ Not because she's nervous, of course! She turns away from her, hesitant to keep her gaze on Sakura for long ]
I think you need it more than me.