[ She's a little more bemused by the comment, though she doesn't resist when he pulls her hand in like that; all she does is roll to face him better, her head tilted. It's a strange feeling, o know he believes that, and not really feel it herself. Ritsuka is an ordinary person, with ordinary goals; being precious feels like it's for a rank above her.
There's also something wistful at hearing him, specifically, say that, but that's really neither here nor there. ]
I don't know about that. But as long as people like me enough to work with me, I'll be glad.
no subject
[ She's a little more bemused by the comment, though she doesn't resist when he pulls her hand in like that; all she does is roll to face him better, her head tilted. It's a strange feeling, o know he believes that, and not really feel it herself. Ritsuka is an ordinary person, with ordinary goals; being precious feels like it's for a rank above her.
There's also something wistful at hearing him, specifically, say that, but that's really neither here nor there. ]
I don't know about that. But as long as people like me enough to work with me, I'll be glad.