There's that nagging feeling again, growing stronger as Musse chuckles lightly. Robin shouldn't make assumptions, but something about this feels off, and as the other girl looks out toward the candlelit streets, her own expression dim in comparison, she can only assume that Musse's mind is elsewhere. And given what the tactician knows about her world and its obligations, ad the weight it likely places squarely on her shoulders, is it really her place to pry? She should probably give her some space.
...But she can't do that. "Care to walk with me?" She may be completely off base, but if there is something bothering her, it's probably best to find somewhere quiet to talk.
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There's that nagging feeling again, growing stronger as Musse chuckles lightly. Robin shouldn't make assumptions, but something about this feels off, and as the other girl looks out toward the candlelit streets, her own expression dim in comparison, she can only assume that Musse's mind is elsewhere. And given what the tactician knows about her world and its obligations, ad the weight it likely places squarely on her shoulders, is it really her place to pry? She should probably give her some space.
...But she can't do that. "Care to walk with me?" She may be completely off base, but if there is something bothering her, it's probably best to find somewhere quiet to talk.