[Crow's eyes harden when he listens to Raina, jaw instinctively clenched as she flippantly tosses around her tone. This wasn't the quirky, but well-natured girl he'd heard from Rean and recently met. She was far more bitter now, her eyes locked onto Rean the entire time she talks.
--someone like me could ever hope to have, or ever obtain.
He's about to protest to that, realizing that his very well is stemming from loneliness. A feeling Crow himself understood all too well. But--
HE'S on your side, isn't he?
A line meant to point to Crow himself, as he blinks owlishly at the mention. Rean's rebuttal comes soon after, too, leaving him no room to really comment.
Until--]
Wait a minute, both of you.
[The guns loop around his thumbs through the trigger, allowing his fingers to be held up to stop them both where they speak.]
Is that...really what you two think? [And since Rean gave a little more insight to his--] What LOGIC does that come from?
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--someone like me could ever hope to have, or ever obtain.
He's about to protest to that, realizing that his very well is stemming from loneliness. A feeling Crow himself understood all too well. But--
HE'S on your side, isn't he?
A line meant to point to Crow himself, as he blinks owlishly at the mention. Rean's rebuttal comes soon after, too, leaving him no room to really comment.
Until--]
Wait a minute, both of you.
[The guns loop around his thumbs through the trigger, allowing his fingers to be held up to stop them both where they speak.]
Is that...really what you two think? [And since Rean gave a little more insight to his--] What LOGIC does that come from?