Laharl lay there silently listening for her to leave, eyes widening as he heard her continue to speak. Did she think he was awake? Well, he hadn't answered or anything so why the heck was she talking like he was awake?
Slowly he slid from the bed, moving closer to the door to listen more closely. Since when had she picked up on what he was doing? (Well, partially.) He was, well, surprised.
Sinking down silently to the floor on the other side of the door, he felt his resolve to remain silent starting to fail. Flonne before not only wanted to, but had stayed by his side through everything, until she'd vanished. Not by her fault, he realized, but it had been so soon after his mother had vanished. It had just been too much. She clearly didn't understand.
"Flonne..." he mumbled, breaking his silence.
"You still don't understand," Laharl said quietly, leaning back against the door, fully aware she could hear him at this point, but not seeing her somehow made this easier.
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Slowly he slid from the bed, moving closer to the door to listen more closely. Since when had she picked up on what he was doing? (Well, partially.) He was, well, surprised.
Sinking down silently to the floor on the other side of the door, he felt his resolve to remain silent starting to fail. Flonne before not only wanted to, but had stayed by his side through everything, until she'd vanished. Not by her fault, he realized, but it had been so soon after his mother had vanished. It had just been too much. She clearly didn't understand.
"Flonne..." he mumbled, breaking his silence.
"You still don't understand," Laharl said quietly, leaning back against the door, fully aware she could hear him at this point, but not seeing her somehow made this easier.