>>6313787“Portly sounds like something you would say, alright,” he chuckles, even if you distinctly feel a sad tinge in his voice. He withdraws. “It has been the greatest honour, Bragia Lacresta. To see you grow and develop into this beautiful young woman. Now—now go out and have <span class="mu-i">fun</span> with your beloved.”
“We aren’t…” she blushes and looks away, coiling a strand of hair around her finger. “We are still on a mission, if one were to—”
“Listen to your old teacher. Go out there and think bright thoughts. Besides, it’s obvious you two are so much in love with each other. I swear you two must have given me some heart condition Ansàrra healed at least three times over by now!”
“Certainly not a guts condition,” Bragia retorts by tapping his belly, but she chuckles, even as the blush creeps up her cheeks. “But I will! Just let me…” she picks up her morningstar and, sticking her tongue out, manages to find a way to tie the belt around her new robe, securing it at her side.
“Is that the proper way for a lady to go out and dance?”
“It’s the proper way for a Knight!” She answers, raising her finger to the sky. “Do you stop being a servant of the Sun-Birther at any time of the day?”
“I suppose not. All it is as it has been decided,” he replies. Hesitates. One of his hands leaves his side, as if he wanted to reach out—
He lets it drop.
It’s strange, to you. This whole scene reminds you of Master, but not the way Fra’ Catena seems to hold something within. Master had never lied to you.
He had always been upfront, sometimes even more than necessary—
There is something that does not sit right with you here.
“Go, Bragia. Enjoy every moment.”
“I will see you later at the festival then!”
“I wouldn’t miss it,” he replies with a nod.
Bragia pulls up the hem of her dress and walks out, closing the door behind her just in time to see him raise his hand to cover his face.
pic related is an almost perfect Bragia, besides the pointed ears 