[The smile he put on his face when she turned to look at him freezes on his face once Xion holds out the ring for him.
It's like being punched in the gut. Really, it's as simple as holding on to something until the person needs it again, and he tries to tell himself that. But in a way, Luke also sees it as her giving the ring back. Like she doesn't want it anymore, nor the promise that came with it.
And right now, she doesn't want that.
...
He reaches out to take the ring, carefully, like he would if she were Guy instead of Xion. Friendly. No brushing of his fingers against her palm, no plans to take her hand and give her a brief kiss on the forehead, nothing.
Because they're meeting for the first time. That's all.]
Thanks. You really don't know how relieved I am to find it...
[Or, rather, that you didn't get rid of it.
Luke studies the ring for a little while longer, then tucks it safely into his coat pocket. It'll go onto his nightstand once he gets back to his room. But now, he looks at her again, before he ducks his head to look at the coat in his arms instead.]
I thought you looked a little cold, so I brought you this. You don't have to wear it right now or anything... I know that one you're wearing now means something to you. [But he still holds out this coat of hers, a bright color with fur trimming, certainly a contrast to what she's wearing now.] But this is a lot warmer.
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It's like being punched in the gut. Really, it's as simple as holding on to something until the person needs it again, and he tries to tell himself that. But in a way, Luke also sees it as her giving the ring back. Like she doesn't want it anymore, nor the promise that came with it.
And right now, she doesn't want that.
...
He reaches out to take the ring, carefully, like he would if she were Guy instead of Xion. Friendly. No brushing of his fingers against her palm, no plans to take her hand and give her a brief kiss on the forehead, nothing.
Because they're meeting for the first time. That's all.]
Thanks. You really don't know how relieved I am to find it...
[Or, rather, that you didn't get rid of it.
Luke studies the ring for a little while longer, then tucks it safely into his coat pocket. It'll go onto his nightstand once he gets back to his room. But now, he looks at her again, before he ducks his head to look at the coat in his arms instead.]
I thought you looked a little cold, so I brought you this. You don't have to wear it right now or anything... I know that one you're wearing now means something to you. [But he still holds out this coat of hers, a bright color with fur trimming, certainly a contrast to what she's wearing now.] But this is a lot warmer.