Kirinen looked back at him, smiling sadly. "You should remember. I worry about everybody." She feels the pain of the plague, and knowing that anybody else had to endure it--especially Lance--nearly made her cry. But she didn't. Emotion made it strike.
((That's a lot of ships... The most ships I have on eon person is Aren, who's shipped with Val(a person from his past who died), Meli, and Lenyrin... yes, Meli and Leni, sometimes simultaneously.
SHE IS ALL MINE. I made her epic for a reason. And it took a lot of work.
Anywayyys... I'm going to go see a play. I'll be back in an hour or two.))
The dragon bowed to her prince. "Your Highness..." She then crouched low, leap form the ground and took to the skies.
After a moment, Kirinen closes her eyes with a sigh. She turns to Lance, taking his hand and pushing up is sleeve, remembering how careful he was to not let her see it. Her expression is brooding and sad.
((It IS shipped. I'm allowed to re-ship it if I want to! lolidk
Kira for the win. Always. She's... I dunno. The win to my epic fail.))
The dragon nods in acceptance. "As you wish, Your Majesty." She quietly goes to Melica's side and lowers her nose to touch her forehead. Melica closes her eyes, drawing back just a little bit. A faint blue light simmers between them, and then runs down Meli's body, The wounds begin to heal.
Kirinen keeps her eyes straight ahead, refusing to look at Lance. She knows that he lied to her now. She's clearly angry, but also... disappointed. She wanted him to believe that she was strong enough to take it, and be willing to support herself as well as him. As a leader, she knew very well what it was like to need somebody to help you but to choose instead to help others, drawing strength from yourself. But she deserved to make that choice herself.
((Ooo... how melodramatic. But in all seriousness, you so knew she would be sad like this.))