Heavy as her arms feel, she forces herself to return the hug, relieved as he is that the ritual worked. To see his face, if she weren't so weak, she's so relieved she's close to crying herself.
At Seimei's request, she lets him have her arm, though her other remains around her father's shoulders: both for support, and just because. "Why've you been calling me as 'gyda-kun?"
He'd addressed her as that before, when they were talking about the ritual, but she was so focused on the subject that the question of her name never entered her mind.
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Date: 2016-02-22 09:11 pm (UTC)At Seimei's request, she lets him have her arm, though her other remains around her father's shoulders: both for support, and just because. "Why've you been calling me as 'gyda-kun?"
He'd addressed her as that before, when they were talking about the ritual, but she was so focused on the subject that the question of her name never entered her mind.