Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-28358106-20170814051303

(S9/Lil) At Maria's words, Antoinette's arms drop to her side, and her head hangs just enough so her beautiful hair just obscures her face.

"Is...is it that obvious?"

She slowly sinks until she is seated on the ground, her equine legs kneeling, folded beneath her. She waits so long to speak, Maria isn't sure if he ever will.

"Maria, I...I hate to disappoint you. Whatever you might have seen in the arena earlier, it's...it's not true.  I'm not brave.  I'm not brave at all."

She turns her head just enough so Maria can see half of her face. Her voice is unwavering, but a single tear streams down her cheek.

Thomas doesn't have much of a reaction, and remains neutral. He looks at Lilrava, his face difficult to judge.

"And...when you see these things, what exactly is it that I do?" He says it passively, as of he's halfway in a trance, his mind working over a thousand different things.