Lunise laid a finger over the front of Meesei's mouth. "Stop," she whispered.

Her stare did not abate. She was wordless for moments where thoughts and feelings passed by, only just making way for anything to say. "I...I could not have predicted this," she managed. She took a breath in and out, shivering. "Even in these months. I think I felt it all along. It's such a madness." She blinked and more tears flowed down. "It could bring my life to destruction. I remember what it is now, even if I doubted its full possibility."

Lunise brought her arms up around Meesei's torso and held her tightly. "You're so [i]free[/i]. You're honest and surrounded by kind family. And yet you are grounded and wise. You can and do care for yourself. All you have built is from your own determination, not given to you without merit. This self-made creature." Lunise took two more quick breaths. Her attempt to suppress her crying was melting away. "I look upon you and see what I wish to be a part of. And I see it in an Argonian, of all things. Doing what some elves spend centuries even getting close to. I tried to remain reserved. I kept stepping towards you nonetheless, as if compelled. And now I am here, with you...pretending there is still some space for denial so I can go back to being some Thalmor intimidator. There is no such room left. I would prefer to be here. Here in this...fantasy with a beautiful woman where...I know that the effort to be wanted is not in controlling others, but simply...being. We are here because we want to be."

Holding her eyes shut, Lunise choked on a sob and held her head forward. With a sniff, she pressed a hand to the back of Meesei's head and brought their foreheads together. "I am quite sure I have fallen in love with you as well, Meesei."