[There it is. He watches, seemingly impassive as she coughs up petals. From where he's standing he can't see the blood speckles, but he can see the size of them. They're larger than the ones he's been dealing with. She may still have some time, but for whatever reason she hasn't gotten rid of them yet or tried to confess.
...Given what she believes about herself, he's not surprised by the latter.
Something about it infuriates him. Maybe it's the fact that she's leaving this untreated, maybe it's that she's developed feelings for someone else even before he developed feelings for her (and he never had a chance— not that he really wanted one, but—) or maybe it's just general frustration at seeing her hurting like this and knowing that there isn't a damn thing he can do to help her.
His breath catches for a moment, and he forces it out as he tries to smother the anger.]
You aren't going to cause anything to happen. Lady Edelgard and I will be just fine.
[That's the first thing to address, because it is the most important. It's not exactly reassuring, but it's certain. There's no room for argument.]
Who are those for?
[He inclines his head just a bit to indicate the petals. It's a mistake for several reasons, but he can't say he really cares about any of them right now. He wants to know. He wants to know so he can...
So he can what? This isn't his problem to solve. This isn't something he can do anything about. It's likely Marianne's found herself taken with someone's charms within their house, and given that Dorothea and Ferdinand exist, he's not really surprised. Still, it leaves him feeling antsy and angry in a way he doesn't like.]
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...Given what she believes about herself, he's not surprised by the latter.
Something about it infuriates him. Maybe it's the fact that she's leaving this untreated, maybe it's that she's developed feelings for someone else even before he developed feelings for her (and he never had a chance— not that he really wanted one, but—) or maybe it's just general frustration at seeing her hurting like this and knowing that there isn't a damn thing he can do to help her.
His breath catches for a moment, and he forces it out as he tries to smother the anger.]
You aren't going to cause anything to happen. Lady Edelgard and I will be just fine.
[That's the first thing to address, because it is the most important. It's not exactly reassuring, but it's certain. There's no room for argument.]
Who are those for?
[He inclines his head just a bit to indicate the petals. It's a mistake for several reasons, but he can't say he really cares about any of them right now. He wants to know. He wants to know so he can...
So he can what? This isn't his problem to solve. This isn't something he can do anything about. It's likely Marianne's found herself taken with someone's charms within their house, and given that Dorothea and Ferdinand exist, he's not really surprised. Still, it leaves him feeling antsy and angry in a way he doesn't like.]