[ It isn't missed, the way his gaze travels to the trunk, softening briefly. He's still... the only one that goes out of his way to acknowledge her presence there. She supposes that's why he's come here in the mornings from time to time, stayed here during the night — there's a sentiment that Yingying would be alone, truly alone, if someone weren't there.
It's not a matter of wondering whether he cares at all; that much has been obvious from the start, because he most certainly does about most, if not all others around him, much more than he must fully realize. A want to nurture that turned into these feelings, but she wouldn't hold them over his head in exchange for her genuine companionship and wish for him. As such, her expression sobers the more he goes on, gaze turning up at the canopy of flowers. ]
...Everyone has misunderstandings from time to time.
[ As with most things, she'd rather just be assertive and forward about this, rather than play coy and act like she has no idea what he's talking about. Maybe Luka or Aventurine had said something... in which case, she hopes he wasn't hurt. While she felt she had made her intentions clear, it didn't come off that way, and that was fine. She could accept that. ]
Most of all when we're occupied with our own thoughts.
[ No fault really lies with him, she means. For once, she's being the one that won't meet his eyes, feeling a tightness in her chest she hasn't before, sweet and sharp. But she smiles regardless, the curve of her lips gentle. Only when she speaks again does she look back to him, brow knitted, but eyes honest.
He wanted to try granting one of her wishes, is that it? Well... ]
Misunderstanding or not... my most important wish about you already was granted. Don't fret so much.
[ If he's really alluding to something he heard through the grapevine — the fledgling feelings for him that she'd tried to let take flight — then that was always, undoubtedly, the lesser wish between the two. She would never forsake the former for the latter; she's really, earnestly happy that he's gotten to this point, that he can smile and express himself so freely when it seemed like such a burden before. It does feel like a wish granted, in some ways. So, he doesn't need to feel bad, or feel that his efforts went wasted, or feel regret for not realizing the second, less important, but more personal wish of hers. ]
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It's not a matter of wondering whether he cares at all; that much has been obvious from the start, because he most certainly does about most, if not all others around him, much more than he must fully realize. A want to nurture that turned into these feelings, but she wouldn't hold them over his head in exchange for her genuine companionship and wish for him. As such, her expression sobers the more he goes on, gaze turning up at the canopy of flowers. ]
...Everyone has misunderstandings from time to time.
[ As with most things, she'd rather just be assertive and forward about this, rather than play coy and act like she has no idea what he's talking about. Maybe Luka or Aventurine had said something... in which case, she hopes he wasn't hurt. While she felt she had made her intentions clear, it didn't come off that way, and that was fine. She could accept that. ]
Most of all when we're occupied with our own thoughts.
[ No fault really lies with him, she means. For once, she's being the one that won't meet his eyes, feeling a tightness in her chest she hasn't before, sweet and sharp. But she smiles regardless, the curve of her lips gentle. Only when she speaks again does she look back to him, brow knitted, but eyes honest.
He wanted to try granting one of her wishes, is that it? Well... ]
Misunderstanding or not... my most important wish about you already was granted. Don't fret so much.
[ If he's really alluding to something he heard through the grapevine — the fledgling feelings for him that she'd tried to let take flight — then that was always, undoubtedly, the lesser wish between the two. She would never forsake the former for the latter; she's really, earnestly happy that he's gotten to this point, that he can smile and express himself so freely when it seemed like such a burden before. It does feel like a wish granted, in some ways. So, he doesn't need to feel bad, or feel that his efforts went wasted, or feel regret for not realizing the second, less important, but more personal wish of hers. ]