* SKIES / TIED.

“oh my god we’ve been infected. help me.”

“come hide out at my place for a while, if you want. ... but she’s just looking for attention, right? if you refuse to give her any she’ll get bored of you. i hope.”

“big oof.”

Coralin: Okay, you have an hour to pack up anything you want to bring with you. Meet me at the summoning ruins. Bye.

“We get in, we break the contract, we get out. No wasting time, no dilly-dallying... When this is all over, we can go back and enjoy the springs. But, like... Really? Now of all times? It’s like they’re mocking us...”

“Get a room.”

   Are you going to disregard any of the praise he gave you in favour of getting back in front of him and placing your hands on his shoulders? Absolutely. “Don’t ever say you’re useless or undeserving of affection, Alfonse. Ever. Because you’re not. It doesn’t matter if you have less experience on the field than other people here-- There are still things only you can do that others could never dream of. You’re a good artist, you’re a great scholar, you have one of the gate keys of Askr, for crying out loud-- You’re a little reserved, sure, but you’re still one of the kindest, most compassionate people I know. You do so much for everyone and expect so little in return... I’ve been working for you for two years, Al. I know you. And when I look at you I see someone I love dearly and want to protect, if I can-- Just like a little brother.”

“...Thank you. I appreciate that. I’m not mad at you, okay, Al? I’m just... I don’t think I’m deserving of that much respect when I have to rely on Clive half the time just to make headway with anything and again... I’m nobody back home. The effort is all I ask for, okay? We’re friends, right? Heck, you’re kinda like a little brother at this point. If, uh... That’s not weird.”

“Dumbass Beorc is also acceptable.”

“Right? I don’t... Mind the first time or so. Like, how would they know? It’s the repeatedly ignoring my wishes when I tell them to stop that bothers me. I get it, habits are hard to break, but like... A little effort would be nice?”

“I get it, but like... There’s a difference between treating someone with respect and making them uncomfortable, Alfonse! I don’t care what destiny or whatever says. I’m a person before I’m the Great Hero. I lived a commoner’s life until being brought here, so I want to be treated like any other commoner. With respect, yeah, of course-- But like-- Surely you can see why I don’t like it!”

“It’s the literal worst.”

“You’re the worst offender for this, you know. Stop calling me ‘lady’, I swear to God. You’re a prince! I’m a commoner! There’s no need for that!”

she hasn’t outright said ‘hey stop you’re making me uncomfortable’ yet, out of fear that she won’t be taken seriously or looked down upon for being unable to handle it. she just... doesn’t feel right being spoken to so respectfully; until two years ago she was just any other person. having some great destiny doesn’t change that she’s still just one of many people.