( listening to her words and her promise has her stomach twisting in an unusual way. it's a mix of nostalgia and affliction. it's a sickening reminder of all those broken promises, but it feels good to hear them again, too. and with the strong arm of her sister blanketing around her, and the familiar scent of her and her warmth... it's almost inevitable to fall back in.
silco wouldn't want her to trust vi so easily, but how can she not when this comfort feels so damn lovely? how can she tug away from something so intoxicating? her little sister curls further inward to her sibling, almost wanting to climb onto her lap despite she is way too old to do that sort of thing. )
... Okay. I-I'll run to you if I'm in trouble. No one else...
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silco wouldn't want her to trust vi so easily, but how can she not when this comfort feels so damn lovely? how can she tug away from something so intoxicating? her little sister curls further inward to her sibling, almost wanting to climb onto her lap despite she is way too old to do that sort of thing. )
... Okay. I-I'll run to you if I'm in trouble. No one else...