“ you expect me to believe that ? ”
' well . . . ' the maiden simply muses to herself . she believes they both share similar characteristics . . . which her allows her to understand how shadowheart is , but also realize the struggle they will have to truly be better companions than this .
' no . . . i expect that you will continue to trust no one . ' she bluntly states how the other woman will not get anywhere with anyone , let alone her . aerith could say the most obvious ridiculous thing or the most truthful and feel as though shadowheart will 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 believe a word .
there was no harm in caution . . . but the excessiveness to constantly shut someone out because the worst is assumed , or an iota of trust is not given . . . the cleric would be alone .
' frankly , your skepticism leaves me to have no desire talking with you . it is tiresome to be disbelieved constantly , is it not ? ' the words linger a moment . coldness in the air about them leaves her with no wish to stay ; leaving without so much as a goodnight , aerith relieves herself back to her tent . // @sharfell
