Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170712045408/@comment-24934423-20170817192158

Irene gaze lowers a little. If her own husband were like that, their crystalization of love wouldn't have come to be. She squeezes a handful of her dress's skirt as she forces herself to look at the couple in front of her.

"I'm sorry," she apologizes, "I shouldn't have pressured you to reveal something this difficult..."

She then blinks as she remembers something; her husband was already working on that.