[The hand on her shoulder surprises her enough that she looks at Edward. He's comforting her. More than that, he's acknowledging and taking responsibility for the fact that he puts her through hell on a fairly regular basis.
This isn't an insignificant development with him. Ema's aware of his malignant narcissism, having suffered it first hand on more than one occasion. Him being able to admit this is a major step; suddenly, she's feeling pretty good about this relationship. No less guilty about how things have ended with Klavier, but... hopeful.
Maybe, just maybe, this is the right path after all.]
You have.
[She wraps her arms around him and buries her face into his shoulder.]
But I'm still here. Love makes us all a bit stupid, I guess.
[You can almost hear the smile in her voice, even if she isn't exactly being kind with her words. There's not really any venom behind them.]
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This isn't an insignificant development with him. Ema's aware of his malignant narcissism, having suffered it first hand on more than one occasion. Him being able to admit this is a major step; suddenly, she's feeling pretty good about this relationship. No less guilty about how things have ended with Klavier, but... hopeful.
Maybe, just maybe, this is the right path after all.]
You have.
[She wraps her arms around him and buries her face into his shoulder.]
But I'm still here. Love makes us all a bit stupid, I guess.
[You can almost hear the smile in her voice, even if she isn't exactly being kind with her words. There's not really any venom behind them.]