#grand-lethal

Well, this was quite the unexpected question. “...Yes. I was there, after all.” She answered, a little sass in her tone. Did he really think she would forget something she was a part of? Especially something like marriage. Though, to be fair, it wasn’t something she thought too much about simply because it wasn’t a topic that ever really came up. Until now. “Why?” She then questioned, feeling rather curious, and suspicious, as to his reason for bringing this up out of the blue. 

A hand was placed on her hip, head slightly tilted to the side. “How come you’re telling me this out of a sudden Zidane?”

       “ Oh. ” Well this is unexpected.        “ That’s kind of you to say. You’re quite handsome yourself… ”Was that too bold to say? Oh well. If a compliment exchange wass where they were at, she was game.

No, but seriously, I think (I HOPE) I would do alright!

“I’m trying…” She whispered with a look of shame on her face, her eyes downcast and her voice quiet. Everything outside of Alexandria was just so new to her, and she was still processing everything that had happened, and was currently happening. Some of it still had her in disbelief, but…she’s accepted it all and now, she’s trying to fight. For her friends, for her home, for herself. Which, unfortunately meant fighting against her mother, but to Dagger, that meant saving her, too. 

Random meme/still accepting “How many times have you used that line?” Onyx looked at the other with a quizzical look. That was the only response she gave the boy.  Just a question of how many times did the boy use that line.

His words made the young Queen roll her eyes, lips forming a smirk. Trust Zidane to always flirt with her even when injured or in pain, though she wouldn’t deny enjoying it. Besides, it showed that he truly was alright and that’s what mattered. “If you allow yourself to heal, then maybe.” She teased in return, though she did mean her words. Zidane wasn’t exactly the type to just sit or lay around, after all, even when advised to do so. “Just how did you sprain your ankle, Zidane?” She questioned, keeping her arm wrapped around his waist as she helped him walk, moving at a slow pace.