[ Bubbling laughter comes to a stop after a moment, her back straightening from its too amused hunch. He’s correct in one respect, at least - she looks happy because she is happy. Her chest feels lightened, warm and nearly giddy. It could be an embarrassing thing but it isn’t, because if there’s someone she trusts with the full weight and breadth of her emotions, it’s him. Jaune.
That’s why - ]
I’d be happy to go with you, Jaune.
[ It’s an honest answer now, complete with an honest smile.
Her mind is already going at a hundred kilometres an hour – (she needs a dress, shoes, maybe a new necklace, wait when is this dance, make sure Jaune didn’t just dream it up) - but all those spinning thoughts are waylaid by a peaceful expression, almost blissful. ]
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That’s why - ]
I’d be happy to go with you, Jaune.
[ It’s an honest answer now, complete with an honest smile.
Her mind is already going at a hundred kilometres an hour – (she needs a dress, shoes, maybe a new necklace, wait when is this dance, make sure Jaune didn’t just dream it up) - but all those spinning thoughts are waylaid by a peaceful expression, almost blissful. ]