GAHRYE
"It was so real, Gahrye, you don't understand. I think… I think we're seeing each other somehow. I think—"
"Elia, I know that would be wonderful, but I really feel like you have to think this through. We haven't found anything in any of the histories about people connecting across the worlds. And that kind of connection through the mating bond is so rare, even within Anima… I just—"
"I'm not crazy!" she cried and bared her teeth, then clapped her hands over her mouth.
"It's fine, Elia." He sighed when she just shook her head and put her face in her hands. "Elia, relax, it's fine."
Her blonde hair fell around her arms, fluttering and waving as she shook. Gahrye sighed and put a hand to her shoulder.
They sat on the couch in the sitting room, Elia had her legs curled up, and Gahrye sat in the corner with one arm up on the back—when he wasn't touching her shoulder in an attempt to offer some kind of comfort.
