Jillia went back to her room, hid there for what seemed like hours while she cried. It seemed nobody cared about her own, personal, feelings when it came to her business. When she gained the strength after sobbing and sleeping it off, she changed into something else and left the room, going to her place on the marooned ship where she frequented
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Amidst his incoherent mumbling about vengeance, he noticed Jillia standing on the other side of the ship, and decided to approach her with caution this time around. His charismatic expression from earlier had faded, only leaving him to look at her as if she was to blame for the incident.
"Hey..."
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She looked so strange in the moonlight, it hit her dark hair and pale skin, giving off the thought that she might be a vampire, but she wasn't. Unable to stay comfortable standing above a man, she slipped down with trouble and put her hands in front of her.
"Does that hurt?"
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"Wh-what, my eye? ...No...!" As he told her another lie, he self-consciously covered the bruised eye with his hair. Although he was trying to hide his pain, it wasn't that hard for him to see Jillia's own attempts, even if he didn't understand what she had to be upset about.
"...besides, you're doin' enough sobbing for the both of us there."
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Yes, she was slightly ignorant, but not completely stupid as she knew something wasn't right.
"N-no, I wasn't...I wasn't..sobbing." She moved her hands to her cheeks and her hands rubbed her eyes slightly as if she was unsure if she'd still be crying.
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