Rosie's eyes go a little distant as she listens, and Eponine wonders what she's thinking. That wonder doesn't shake, entirely, at her suggestion. She's not wrong, but she's not entirely right, either. It's the inclusion of being together that catches her instinct to notice and store details.
For all she can often question how worth it being with her is, being with Ellie isn't something she wants to change. It makes her content in a way she's always wanted but never expected that she was allowed. Being together, that's not a part that's too much for Eponine, even if she's pretty sure there's still a reasonable chance of her messing it all up.
But she hasn't forgotten the conversation she and Rosie had in Kagura, either: Rosie feeling trapped enough to want to sneak out without telling the people in her life. And she doesn't want to end up gushing about how her girlfriend is all right with her having killed a man or patient through her being a proper basket case about sex, if there's something there Rosie needs to talk about, too.
"It's a lot," she agrees, which is honest; she's not going to not say what she's here to. "I think ...I might be too much of a disaster for something lovely like that."
She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and tears off a piece of donut, glancing at Rosie questioningly, and keeping her voice low. "Things sound like they might be a lot for you, too?"
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Date: 2021-04-05 11:30 pm (UTC)For all she can often question how worth it being with her is, being with Ellie isn't something she wants to change. It makes her content in a way she's always wanted but never expected that she was allowed. Being together, that's not a part that's too much for Eponine, even if she's pretty sure there's still a reasonable chance of her messing it all up.
But she hasn't forgotten the conversation she and Rosie had in Kagura, either: Rosie feeling trapped enough to want to sneak out without telling the people in her life. And she doesn't want to end up gushing about how her girlfriend is all right with her having killed a man or patient through her being a proper basket case about sex, if there's something there Rosie needs to talk about, too.
"It's a lot," she agrees, which is honest; she's not going to not say what she's here to. "I think ...I might be too much of a disaster for something lovely like that."
She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and tears off a piece of donut, glancing at Rosie questioningly, and keeping her voice low. "Things sound like they might be a lot for you, too?"