08-02-2023, 05:24 PM
This was why Esper adored the stage. The single-minded focus of an audience, the awe, the way the world faded but for the imprint of her presence on another’s eyes. Cruz trembled all over until the primal in him snapped, and he fell back and tripped. He didn’t look away though, and he earned a small smile for it. Pushed emotion wasn’t as pure as that genuinely felt, though Cruz had already been afraid, and all she had done this time was coax those feelings back to the surface. But she hadn’t done it for sensation; she’d done it for the association it would burn into his mind. That she and Roza were the path he must follow to chase that high.
Sámiel’s smooth approach interceded the moment. Esper had not drawn closer after Cruz’s stumble backwards, nor did she follow to where Sámiel bent to kneel at his side and offer him aid to his feet. She only watched.
Sámiel’s smooth approach interceded the moment. Esper had not drawn closer after Cruz’s stumble backwards, nor did she follow to where Sámiel bent to kneel at his side and offer him aid to his feet. She only watched.