[A storm simmers beneath the surface of calm, just barely contained by those pleading words. He remembers that this hadn't been the case when they had actually been said, and he pushes the thought aside for the time being.
Squaring his shoulders, Berkut meets Shiho's stare with a glare.]
Her name is Rinea.
[Since Shiho gave him such a rough time of it before, it's obvious what he means despite his clipped tone. That was the voice of the woman he loves.
The air around them has gone silent, but it doesn't feel like they're alone. The mystical presence remains, ready to speak again at a moment's notice.]
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Squaring his shoulders, Berkut meets Shiho's stare with a glare.]
Her name is Rinea.
[Since Shiho gave him such a rough time of it before, it's obvious what he means despite his clipped tone. That was the voice of the woman he loves.
The air around them has gone silent, but it doesn't feel like they're alone. The mystical presence remains, ready to speak again at a moment's notice.]