Quistis didn't pull away from his touch this time, and instead allowed his hand to remain over hers. She listened to his words in silence, her gaze locked on their joined hands until the slight slip in his word choice caught her attention. Her eyes flickered up towards his for the briefest of moments, and just as quickly she glanced away, her head turned to the side slightly as she looked over the balcony railing once again.
She was flattered that he cared for her-- really, she was. He lavished her with attention that she was unfamiliar with, especially when she mostly felt ignored by her peers, and he seemed to genuinely enjoy her company as well as her personality. Quistis would be lying to herself if she didn't admit that she was attracted to him on some level, but there were too many conflicting factors that prevented her from considering anything more than friendship with him. And now, coupled with the secret he had just shared with her, the already slim possibility of anything more between them seemed to nearly vanish completely. Having to deal with his confession was enough for her already-- Quistis had no energy to deal with his possible romantic feelings towards her as well.
"Thank you, Noah." She finally gathered the will to look him in the eye, and she tried to force a small smile on her lips. "I appreciate the sentiment... it just might take a bit of time for me to sort out how I feel about this."
After a slight hesitation, she gently turned her palms over, taking his hand and giving it a small squeeze. "I don't hate you." She felt the need to reassure him of this, not wanting him to believe she completely despised him for his past actions.
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Date: 2010-03-21 10:35 am (UTC)She was flattered that he cared for her-- really, she was. He lavished her with attention that she was unfamiliar with, especially when she mostly felt ignored by her peers, and he seemed to genuinely enjoy her company as well as her personality. Quistis would be lying to herself if she didn't admit that she was attracted to him on some level, but there were too many conflicting factors that prevented her from considering anything more than friendship with him. And now, coupled with the secret he had just shared with her, the already slim possibility of anything more between them seemed to nearly vanish completely. Having to deal with his confession was enough for her already-- Quistis had no energy to deal with his possible romantic feelings towards her as well.
"Thank you, Noah." She finally gathered the will to look him in the eye, and she tried to force a small smile on her lips. "I appreciate the sentiment... it just might take a bit of time for me to sort out how I feel about this."
After a slight hesitation, she gently turned her palms over, taking his hand and giving it a small squeeze. "I don't hate you." She felt the need to reassure him of this, not wanting him to believe she completely despised him for his past actions.