[ Whatever she was expecting him to say, it so clearly wasn't any of that. She's not offended by any means - the expression on her face is a painfully sincere look of surprise.
It's... strange. It's not exactly complementary or something she should be wanting to hear, but hearing Dimitri talk about her like that makes her feel as if she's being gently, tenderly picked apart, layer by layer. She's allowed herself to tentatively consider them friends only because Dimitri had been the first one to say it, but hearing that he'd been paying close enough attention to even guess at any of that...
Maybe it makes her a bit pathetic that even something like this makes her chest feel tight. But Yuri's known for a long, long time just how pathetic she is. ]
... I... suppose not... [ Her gaze slides away from his face to the flowerbed – if only because she doesn't think she could cope with meeting his gaze right now. ] I guess it's just... a surprise to hear you say that. It wasn't the sort of thing any of the others were considering, so...
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It's... strange. It's not exactly complementary or something she should be wanting to hear, but hearing Dimitri talk about her like that makes her feel as if she's being gently, tenderly picked apart, layer by layer. She's allowed herself to tentatively consider them friends only because Dimitri had been the first one to say it, but hearing that he'd been paying close enough attention to even guess at any of that...
Maybe it makes her a bit pathetic that even something like this makes her chest feel tight. But Yuri's known for a long, long time just how pathetic she is. ]
... I... suppose not... [ Her gaze slides away from his face to the flowerbed – if only because she doesn't think she could cope with meeting his gaze right now. ] I guess it's just... a surprise to hear you say that. It wasn't the sort of thing any of the others were considering, so...