[Adulation? ...She's still curious, but supposes she can accept that for now.]
All right.
[She didn't expect-- any of what's followed, really. Hadn't gotten much farther in her head beyond you idiot. That little touch is a peculiar intimacy, from Bakura, something Raine doesn't know quite what to make of. The closeness and care that it implies, the fact that she trusts him so much it doesn't startle or unsettle her...]
[Raine is reminded that she's steadily ignoring the possibility Bakura may have feelings for her. Hm.]
[That consideration, fortunately, is quickly overwritten by the reassurance that his next words bring, a near-tangible weight off her shoulders. He's followed the reasoning that made her worry most near exactly, and even if he's so disparaging of what his word means, she's still inclined to believe him. She relaxes a little more than she had, lets her breath out in a rush.]
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All right.
[She didn't expect-- any of what's followed, really. Hadn't gotten much farther in her head beyond you idiot. That little touch is a peculiar intimacy, from Bakura, something Raine doesn't know quite what to make of. The closeness and care that it implies, the fact that she trusts him so much it doesn't startle or unsettle her...]
[Raine is reminded that she's steadily ignoring the possibility Bakura may have feelings for her. Hm.]
[That consideration, fortunately, is quickly overwritten by the reassurance that his next words bring, a near-tangible weight off her shoulders. He's followed the reasoning that made her worry most near exactly, and even if he's so disparaging of what his word means, she's still inclined to believe him. She relaxes a little more than she had, lets her breath out in a rush.]
Good. I'm glad.
...Thank you.