[color=#C4AEAD]"You like him don't you?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Hm?"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Don't play coy Senji"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Oh lord... What have you wrapped around your mind today?"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"So what is it about him? Think he's cute?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Still avoiding the question like you are so very certain that I know."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Still so very dismissive when you're smart enough to know who I'm talking about."[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Even if I liked a boy it isn't my place yet. Have patience, Anneli."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Hmph. You're normally more flustered. I guess I can't blame you. How many bodies did our Darcsen friend bury?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Too many. It's always too many. He carries a darkness in his heart. I think that he is on the brink of losing himself entirely. If he suffers more then he may just become what he desperately hopes he never becomes."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"They call him a reaper. A black headed Darcsen who has an equally black hand."[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Tsch! A reaper? He's a victim doing his best! They have no foundation for such claims!"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Oh? Sensitive are we?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"An-Anneli!"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Ha! So you like them both!"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Huh?"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Here I thought you were the homogenous type. So tell me, why the shrimp?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Look... Even if it is true I can't get involved. I don't even know them. I want to- but I also understand how relationships can be here. Their culture is different from ours."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"How different could it be?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Religion, region, tradition-"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Okay- not what I meant. Hush." With a sip of water Anneli laid back in her bed, pulling Senja in with her. "You mentioned religion first so I guess you just like that he's a Cruxian then?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"...In my order it is said that we are best matched when we are upon someone of equal yoke. He is an intelligent man with a heart beyond himself. My sisters of faith dream upon finding someone as selfless as he."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Oh? So what is different for you?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"I have heard- there is another. Similarly- Franz also seems to love another."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"So that's why."[/color]

[color=#50c878]"I am not to ruin what has already become. That is not who I am."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"So what are you going to do then- Senja? Wait until you find someone who doesn't have loose feelings for someone else? What about those children you keep naming in your sleep? Will they ever be born?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Anneli!"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Ha!"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"I... I don't know. I just don't want to be responsible for another's heartache."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Naive- aren't you? Maybe they've been looking for someone who will chase after them yet you cower here in our room speaking of responsibility. Don't you think they would be heartbroken that you never tried?"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"You don't know what you mean. Besides, I must know the man I am to marry. I wish to never subjugate myself to multiple partners- and god forbid marriages."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Hmm... Well if it doesn't go well, you can always marry me."[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Persistant as always!"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Trust me, if I could give you children I would. Damned be my parents for giving me the head instead of the handle!"[/color]

[color=#50c878]"You're sweet... in your own way. Although rather crude!"[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Senja!"[/color]

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From the distance came a familiar humming. Though its tone was foreign in its melody the voice of the huntress approached followed by the humming of the taller one behind her. Into the presence of the support group came another. The foreigners of another land made themselves known by their noise and their flags which they wore with pride. In the hands of Senja was some fresh sweet rolls held by a blanket of a handkerchief. In the hands of Anneli was an extra canister of potato soup.

[color=#C4AEAD]"I guess we got the adorable crew today, didn't we Senja?"[/color] Anneli chuckled, Senja just looking over to her briefly with a smile.

[color=#50c878]"Behave."[/color]

[color=#C4AEAD]"Yes, Senja."[/color]

[color=#50c878]"Who's hungry?"[/color] Senja pondered, looking to ensure that the morale of the soldiers would be high as they ventured into danger.

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