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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[There's a soft, frustrated sigh as the sky phone begins recording, as well as the sound of bare feet pacing along a hard floor. Rydia's voice is heard a moment later, worriedly muttering to herself.]

--nothing wrong with my soul. Just because I--[paces out of range for a moment]--doesn't mean...anything. I'm fine.

[A soft huff, then the footsteps grow distant. Rydia pauses by her door, then opens it. The hour is fairly late, but she's unable to rest, remembering a certain meeting all too well. Instead of another fruitless attempt, the green-haired summoner paces down the castle hallways. Might as well give into the urge for some aimless wandering and perhaps see if there are any other insomniacs to encounter.]

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[That earns him a grateful look.]

I wish I could say that it won't make a difference, but...I don't know. Not for certain, anyway.

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[arrogant-flirt.livejournal.com]

With me here, you'll never have reason to worry again.

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Ever the braggart.

[But that soft tone and small smile say that she doesn't seem to mind, this time.]

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[arrogant-flirt.livejournal.com]

Who me?

[The quip was practically instinctual, before he caught himself from going too far.]

[Covering her hand with his.]

I'm just glad you're safe.

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Rydia glances down to that hand and that smile lasts a little longer.]

Thanks, Edge. Maybe I should just be grateful for that instead of flailing about what could be wrong.

[That look in her eyes says that she won't be able to let it go that easily, though. She automatically moves a little closer, stifling a yawn.]

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[arrogant-flirt.livejournal.com]

[Easier said than done. He notices that look and hurts for her. Unfortunately there's not much he can do, so he simply cradles his arm around her in comfort.]

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[It's the thought that counts, and Rydia does appreciate the effort. She leans into that arm with a soft sigh, some of the tension draining away from her, but that just leaves her feeling...drained.]

...should try to sleep....

[But she doesn't move. Give her a minute....]

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[arrogant-flirt.livejournal.com]

[He's beginning to notice a trend as he tenderly rubs her arm.]

I'm not going anywhere.