she used to say 'i love you'
She had been crying before he got there. He could see the crease in her brow, the redness of her eyelids and nose, the tearstains clumsily wiped away on her cheeks.
What's wrong, Pyrrha?
He wanted to ask her so many things- but he couldn't. How could he?
Now that he thought about it… he hadn't ever really asked much about her before. She had always been so focused on helping him improve. If he wanted to help her… where to even begin?
But she laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled into the crook of his neck, her touch and scent making his heart beat through his chest. What-
"You're already doing it," she murmured.