[ Link's pause is noticeable; for her part, Naminé sits patiently through it, holding very still as if for fear of disturbing him further. He's perceptive enough, she thinks, to have recognized her expression; belatedly, she regrets not controlling it better. Nevertheless, a certain strain lurks around the corners of her eyes until he finds his words again and Naminé endeavors to let them distract her. ]
A friend... [ That seems like the last piece that needs to click into place, because-- ] I think I know the kind of power that you mean.
[ Sora always did have access to that sort of thing in a few different forms, so it's not hard for Naminé to assume something similar was at work here as well.
But she's got no room in her mind to consider it further as Link answers, setting her task in stone and prompting Naminé to momentarily hold the breath she'd just drawn in. No matter how flatfooted they might both find themselves in this situation, though, she's more than able to remain professional when it's called for, and presently nods. ]
I understand. In that case - I'll try to be gentle.
[ It's harder to know when something hurts without being the one to experience the pain, but caution does come naturally to her. When she leans forward again to set about the task of dabbing away the blood from his wound, she does so with the utmost consideration for his comfort. Still - her mouth is pursed with a sort of silent hesitation for a long moment or two before she finally becomes focused enough on the task to speak properly again. ]
I'm relieved, then, if you have such powerful friends.
[ So much the better, isn't it, that they can look after him too? The fact that that's not the whole story isn't immediately clear, and before she's had a chance to consider it, she finds her curiosity gets the better of her. ]
The one who helped you - is she...? [ In Reverein? Yet no, even as she says it, Naminé trails off thoughtfully, evidently deciding she's answered her own question. Her murmur thereafter sounds more musing than actually inquiring. ] No, I suppose if she were here, you'd have gone to see her.
[ Or perhaps had said friend along as a companion instead of borrowing the power in the first place. ]
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A friend... [ That seems like the last piece that needs to click into place, because-- ] I think I know the kind of power that you mean.
[ Sora always did have access to that sort of thing in a few different forms, so it's not hard for Naminé to assume something similar was at work here as well.
But she's got no room in her mind to consider it further as Link answers, setting her task in stone and prompting Naminé to momentarily hold the breath she'd just drawn in. No matter how flatfooted they might both find themselves in this situation, though, she's more than able to remain professional when it's called for, and presently nods. ]
I understand. In that case - I'll try to be gentle.
[ It's harder to know when something hurts without being the one to experience the pain, but caution does come naturally to her. When she leans forward again to set about the task of dabbing away the blood from his wound, she does so with the utmost consideration for his comfort. Still - her mouth is pursed with a sort of silent hesitation for a long moment or two before she finally becomes focused enough on the task to speak properly again. ]
I'm relieved, then, if you have such powerful friends.
[ So much the better, isn't it, that they can look after him too? The fact that that's not the whole story isn't immediately clear, and before she's had a chance to consider it, she finds her curiosity gets the better of her. ]
The one who helped you - is she...? [ In Reverein? Yet no, even as she says it, Naminé trails off thoughtfully, evidently deciding she's answered her own question. Her murmur thereafter sounds more musing than actually inquiring. ] No, I suppose if she were here, you'd have gone to see her.
[ Or perhaps had said friend along as a companion instead of borrowing the power in the first place. ]