The mun is being weird

[intoyourheart]

 Why would you want to put Libertà and Nova on a ship together? They haven't done anything bad, so why send them away?

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screaming arcana famiglia rpers yes

[tenebraemundus]

Fufu... Is that truly what Milady believes her mundane meant?

brb doing the same over here

[intoyourheart]

What else could "I ship them" mean? It's a strange way of putting it, but...

[Silly Jolly, you're not making any sense.]

I'm so excite, I didn't think there were any active ones on DW

[tenebraemundus]

[Well then. Normally he'd move in to invade her personal space but knowing this place has multiverses and etc, he's going to keep a distance. Instead, there's another amused chuckle, then a slight grin.]

Do you honestly want to know?

same here, actually. but we were wrong!

[intoyourheart]

[The funny thing is, she wouldn't find that invasion of space as strange as his attitude with this boat business. Seriously, what.]

You make it sound like something bad.

and I'm glad to be proven wrong *w*

[tenebraemundus]

[He's just going to continue being cryptic because he finds her confusion amusing.]

It depends on how you look at it.

me too~

[intoyourheart]

[This face, Jolly. This face]

Please, just tell me. Understanding my mundane would be nice.

[tenebraemundus]

[Total pokerface.]

It means that your mundane likely wants them to be...intimate.

[intoyourheart]

[Watch your point. Now watch your point fly straight above Felicità's head.]

Hmm...well, I'd like them to get along, too, but a friendship doesn't seem possible now. I don't see how that relates to ships, though.

[tenebraemundus]

[He can't say he didn't expect that. He reaches out to cup her chin, and leans slightly into her personal space. As if that would give her more of a hint.]

Friendship doesn't always necessarily apply when it comes to these figurative "ships," Milady.

[intoyourheart]

...oh.

[She will have to stop pondering about ships for a moment (and looking at him, probably) because. Um.]

Then?

[tenebraemundus]

Then...

[He's surprised she hasn't slapped him away yet, but he leans in a little closer—]

[tenebraemundus]

[—before removing his hand and moving away entirely.]

...if you still can't figure it out after those implications, then you're more naive than I thought.

1/3

[intoyourheart]

[...]

[intoyourheart]

[..........]

[intoyourheart]

[Implications. That was an implication.

...

Excuse her while her face gets red like a tomato.]

W-what is wrong with this person?!

[Now she won't be able to look at her friends without remembering that. Great. Thank you, mun.]

[tenebraemundus]

[In his book, it could've been worse. So have another low chuckle.]

So you see your mundane's vivid imagination as something bad?

[intoyourheart]

They are...it's their personal life! Why would someone imagine that kind of thing?

[She tries her best not to read people's hearts too much and here her mun is imagining embarrassing things for no reason. Forgive her for finding it all kinds of wrong.]

[tenebraemundus]

[He shrugs.]

Idle curiosity, perhaps? Maybe an twisted sense of humor? It's not something I see a point in researching further.

[intoyourheart]

[A sigh goes here. A big, big sigh.]

I can't say I blame you. I shouldn't be surprised, considering that these people like to keep us inside their heads as a hobby.

[tenebraemundus]

At least yours let you out. Hopefully by doing so, you will also learn to develop your powers.

[intoyourheart]

I really hope so.

[She still has a duello to win when she goes back, after all.]

[tenebraemundus]

[Seeing her determination, there's a barely noticeable quirk at the corner of his lips, but he hides it by taking another whiff from his cigar.]

Has your mundane found a place to send you?