[Shiho knows that she really is lucky. She isn't an abandoned PANDRA kid, picked up from war-torn countries where they used espers, even little ones, even seven year olds like weapons. She isn't a Black Phantom kid, picked up from places that they would have ripped from them, everything warped and wiped away by a highly skilled hypno user, knowing nothing but darkness and the implanted suggestion to die if needed to protect the organization's secrets.
Luckier than Naminé who tells her how lucky she is to have had someone like Minamoto around while she was growing up. She lightly runs her thumb along the lip of the cup holding her latte because the most precious thing he ever gave them was so much more than just a hero when they were growing up.
It's the desire to be the same for those who had never had one, to give them the strength to never be afraid again.]
We will. We do. [You do.
When she was little, Shiho's mouth would have turned down on seeing that little tinge of something that she can see in Naminé's smile, she would have prompted and poked.
But thank goodness Naminé smiles and Shiho lets her own expression relax again as she tilts her head teasingly.]
Hey, we're talking about you here, not me, you flatterer.
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Luckier than Naminé who tells her how lucky she is to have had someone like Minamoto around while she was growing up. She lightly runs her thumb along the lip of the cup holding her latte because the most precious thing he ever gave them was so much more than just a hero when they were growing up.
It's the desire to be the same for those who had never had one, to give them the strength to never be afraid again.]
We will. We do. [You do.
When she was little, Shiho's mouth would have turned down on seeing that little tinge of something that she can see in Naminé's smile, she would have prompted and poked.
But thank goodness Naminé smiles and Shiho lets her own expression relax again as she tilts her head teasingly.]
Hey, we're talking about you here, not me, you flatterer.