[She doesn't know what she can say. She's a failure as a Fon Master Guardian, even in Luceti. What if Ion had gone on the last draft and she hadn't been allowed to go...? Why can't she ever do her job properly? Anise hates seeing Ion being put into danger. But she hates this feeling of helplessness just as much.]
[She still doesn't know what to say. But maybe she doesn't have to say anything.]
[Hesitantly, she leans over to give Ion a quick and awkward little hug. It's the closest she's been with him since his failed confession.]
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[She doesn't know what she can say. She's a failure as a Fon Master Guardian, even in Luceti. What if Ion had gone on the last draft and she hadn't been allowed to go...? Why can't she ever do her job properly? Anise hates seeing Ion being put into danger. But she hates this feeling of helplessness just as much.]
[She still doesn't know what to say. But maybe she doesn't have to say anything.]
[Hesitantly, she leans over to give Ion a quick and awkward little hug. It's the closest she's been with him since his failed confession.]