[Looking at her expression already gives him a queasy sort of feeling in the pit of his stomach, mostly because he can tell that something is off- different somehow. Rinoa wasn't incorrect in her assessment, he wouldn't appreciate her sympathy equating it more to pity.
Was it a coincidence that she was here now, thinking back on the memory he'd recently viewed. It wasn't difficult to draw some parallels between how she carried herself and the person who'd served as his point of view. The persistence, the airiness of her tone, the pep talks. Still, as he was gazing at her now and her delicate features he briefly wondered something- if she spent so much time concerning herself with others, what sort of insecurities might be hiding herself? Not that it was any of his concern.. It's not as if they were close companions.
Little did he know that she was conducting her own character analysis in the reverse, and an alarmingly accurate one. Seto had done what he had needed to be in order to ensure that what was little was left of his family remained both together and secure. If that meant casting aside his emotions, and becoming cold and unfeeling then so be it. Any weakness could be used against you, chipping away at your foundations until you crumbled into nothingness. Therefore, he vowed to have none.
Seeing the nervous gesture, he looked past her into the hallway]
Maybe... you should step inside before saying anything else.
[That was a big maybe, but guess just this once he would have to make the sacrifice of inviting someone else into his personal space. Stepping to one side he allowed her to pass by him if she chose to do so.]
[He quirked up an eyebrow at that. When had he told her that? Tifa had overheard him saying the name before, had the girls compared notes?]
Yeah.... [Said with suspicion in his voice] What about him? [For one brief moment he felt oddly hopeful- maybe this meant that Rinoa had found the younger Kaiba and was working towards reuniting them but he mentally chided himself for the momentary lapse. Would she look so apprehensive if it was good news?]
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Was it a coincidence that she was here now, thinking back on the memory he'd recently viewed. It wasn't difficult to draw some parallels between how she carried herself and the person who'd served as his point of view. The persistence, the airiness of her tone, the pep talks. Still, as he was gazing at her now and her delicate features he briefly wondered something- if she spent so much time concerning herself with others, what sort of insecurities might be hiding herself? Not that it was any of his concern.. It's not as if they were close companions.
Little did he know that she was conducting her own character analysis in the reverse, and an alarmingly accurate one. Seto had done what he had needed to be in order to ensure that what was little was left of his family remained both together and secure. If that meant casting aside his emotions, and becoming cold and unfeeling then so be it. Any weakness could be used against you, chipping away at your foundations until you crumbled into nothingness. Therefore, he vowed to have none.
Seeing the nervous gesture, he looked past her into the hallway]
Maybe... you should step inside before saying anything else.
[That was a big maybe, but guess just this once he would have to make the sacrifice of inviting someone else into his personal space. Stepping to one side he allowed her to pass by him if she chose to do so.]
[He quirked up an eyebrow at that. When had he told her that? Tifa had overheard him saying the name before, had the girls compared notes?]
Yeah.... [Said with suspicion in his voice] What about him? [For one brief moment he felt oddly hopeful- maybe this meant that Rinoa had found the younger Kaiba and was working towards reuniting them but he mentally chided himself for the momentary lapse. Would she look so apprehensive if it was good news?]