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Setsuna stared down at the gift she’d been given While she appreciated the concern (especially coming from Beruka, considering what she’d heard) she couldn’t help but be a bit stumped by her reasoning. She was fairly certain that no one was really after her, but would it be rude to inform the assassin of that? 

The end of the night was nearing. Chrom sat upon a hill, a little ways from where most gathered to watch the light show. A little enamored with the display above, he hadn’t notice Robin approach. He leaned close to them as they spoke, resting his body against their shoulder.

It had been a long night.

Things were still new between the couple. A little tentative; but true, and deep. He reached over to take their hand in his own. “For you, anything.”

The fireworks had just began when Cordelia approached. He’d seen her about and even spoke with her very briefly, but this was the first time they talked since; right before the end.

The night breeze that swept through his hair was nice now that the helmet had been abandoned. His robes bristled some.

Though she had made a request, her answer came naturally from him. Gently he took her hands away from her chest; away from the book, and holds them.

He smiles at her. Most widely, most genuinely. So widely his eyes crinkle.

He had been talking; mingling within the crowd. Attention here and their and his head a bit fuzzy. The slightest movement in his hand revealed something in it that wasn’t there before. He brought the item to to inspect.

Innes looks at the two items as if Tana had given him two dead animals.  “A toothpick?  What is this even supposed to mean?”

“…Tana, are you drunk?”  Innes leans in to check his sister’s breath.  No alcohol stench.

“W-what kind of command is that?!” Innes chokes out.  “Tana, you’re being irresponsible.”

But unfortunately she seems to be refusing to budge.