[ it has become instinct for her, at this point. to turn everything inward, indulging in a strange form of narcissism that seeks to bring down instead of boosting up. she has never fully understood this part of her, though to be fair she hasn't really devoted any time to trying to in the first place. for olivia, it has simply always been this way, and as such, become too natural to contest.
but in his words she finds a comfort she had not been brave enough to offer herself. it brings about the a small smile to her lips, far more genuine than any other she has had since waking. this smile she buries against his bare chest, though he should feel the familiarity of their curve. ]
Do you really think so...?
[ her voice is small, but imploring. where some might think her selfless, or humble, it is more the truth that she constantly seeks these forms of validation. to hear them come so easily from achilles feels a gentle blessing that makes heavy her limbs. she shifts to curl even closer against him, that he might feel how warm it makes her. ]
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but in his words she finds a comfort she had not been brave enough to offer herself. it brings about the a small smile to her lips, far more genuine than any other she has had since waking. this smile she buries against his bare chest, though he should feel the familiarity of their curve. ]
Do you really think so...?
[ her voice is small, but imploring. where some might think her selfless, or humble, it is more the truth that she constantly seeks these forms of validation. to hear them come so easily from achilles feels a gentle blessing that makes heavy her limbs. she shifts to curl even closer against him, that he might feel how warm it makes her. ]