She really does know that little, if anything, will be accomplished that night. But Emille senses something different about Héctor, something that those who tried to help her from Murakumo lacked.
"Thank you, Sir Héctor," she nods, though with a slight lift of a corner of her mouth that could be mistaken for the smallest hint of a smile. Maybe. "I do appreciate your willingness to assist a virtual stranger with a familial issue."
Almost as if she was aware of what was happening, Emille's frame is surrounded by a faint blue for the smallest, blink-and-you'll-miss-it nanosecond. Emille herself didn't notice it. But there's no way she could know, is there?
guess she'll be seeing Héc tomorrow night, then? haha
"Thank you, Sir Héctor," she nods, though with a slight lift of a corner of her mouth that could be mistaken for the smallest hint of a smile. Maybe. "I do appreciate your willingness to assist a virtual stranger with a familial issue."
Almost as if she was aware of what was happening, Emille's frame is surrounded by a faint blue for the smallest, blink-and-you'll-miss-it nanosecond. Emille herself didn't notice it. But there's no way she could know, is there?