This Ain't A Fairytale

What a stark contrast. It seems having red hair doesn’t automatically make one brash and unnaturally brutish. Elyss wondered what Ulv would say if she were in the room at this exact moment. How would she cause even more awkward air to fill the space between the two women. Yet, Elyss didn’t feel as estranged as she had thought she would after voicing her thoughts and obtaining confirmation.

“Worrying about how information is passed around is an acceptable grievance. I should have allowed you to voice your own feelings first, but I have little time to waste with unresolved situations.”

There’s a strange blankness to her words as she spoke at first which even caught Elyss by surprise. This isn’t an ordinary situation, is it? No, that’s wrong. This is ordinary for ordinary people. That’s the issue here. Elyss has been around Ulv for too long. Her subtlety and emotional tendencies have dulled from overexposure to her mother’s knack for flirtatious commentary. That’s correct. In the past, the redhead would have definitely shown more surprise to the fact that another person wanted anything to do with her beyond being acquaintances. Life has flipped everything upside down, hasn’t it? How amusing and terrifying at the same time.

Raising a hand to her lips, Elyss formed a fist and coughed in an attempt to fix her vocal cords in a way wondering if she simply had something in her throat at first making her tone more dead than usual. Moving her gaze back to the window to look out at the sky, Elyss found her gaze moving to the sun letting the blazing star burn her eyes for a brief moment. Of course, she is forced to look away, but she had also wanted to keep staring until she blinded herself and sighed as she moved her eyes to the flustered redhead sharing the room with her.

“It’s better to look at the person you're confessing to with confidence, you know? You’re not helping me think clearly. It makes it easy to say yes instead of no.”

Great. That time she sounded sad, more sad than she thought she could sound. Her lips even fell as her strong gaze faltered. Slowly, she moved her hands to her chest and sighed stronger than before. She’s not well mentally. It’s not fair to Iori. Elyss shouldn’t entrap someone in her own issues because of sudden feelings or curiosity of those sudden feelings. Yeah. It’s easy to notice how cute another is, or how you’d like to see them in more private lights, but one must factor in a lot before making such decisions. Elyss doubted she could give Iori what the other is looking for. She could barely give herself what’s needed.

“I’m leaving soon Iori. I don’t want to drag someone along as I tackle my issues. I don’t know what’s going to happen while I’m gone. Maybe I’ll become better. Maybe I’ll become worse. You’ve already seen me when I’m not particularly sane, but that wasn’t even the worst of it. I’m sure you’ve factored in something like that, but you should think more clearly if you really want to deal with someone like me.”

Yeah. This is strange for Elyss. She’s never accepted someone nor turned them down, and as badly as she’d like to say yes and try this dating thing and see a different picture to romance than what Ulv has shown her, is this really the right time for such things? With one last sigh, Elyss turned her gaze back to the window realizing that, as more people show that they care, the more it shows she has a lot to work on before thinking she’s worth such.

“You don’t really want to deal with the woman of a mess, do you?”