[ To hear that name pass through the lips of another person, to hear it at all was enough to make the girl inhale sharply before she could stop herself, the shock sending an odd sense of cold settling over her that had little to do with the temperature around them.
It was an unspoken secret between herself and that person, guarding what little of their family and their heritage they had left as well as each other, from the world who might look to them with a more selfish eye if they knew their true origins. That was something Tear had vaguely understood growing up, even though there was so much she didn't know about their past. While it meant she wasn't affected as much as her brother was, there was still the beginnings of vulnerability lacing around her upon hearing her true name spoken by someone who wasn't him.
Reprimanding, lovingly, condescendingly. She had heard it in so many tones, a reminder of the little girl who couldn't reach through to her brother. She hadn't expected to hear it now of all times. ]
Who told— [ ... No, even the people of her world wouldn't know its entirety, except for one person who had the means to find out. However, she had many reasons to doubt he had been the source. ]
How did you find out...? [ Her voice was softer this time, almost small, and for that reason she looks down to her hands now loosely folded together in an effort to wash away her initial reaction. After all, he would surely have more to say. ]
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It was an unspoken secret between herself and that person, guarding what little of their family and their heritage they had left as well as each other, from the world who might look to them with a more selfish eye if they knew their true origins. That was something Tear had vaguely understood growing up, even though there was so much she didn't know about their past. While it meant she wasn't affected as much as her brother was, there was still the beginnings of vulnerability lacing around her upon hearing her true name spoken by someone who wasn't him.
Reprimanding, lovingly, condescendingly. She had heard it in so many tones, a reminder of the little girl who couldn't reach through to her brother. She hadn't expected to hear it now of all times. ]
Who told— [ ... No, even the people of her world wouldn't know its entirety, except for one person who had the means to find out. However, she had many reasons to doubt he had been the source. ]
How did you find out...? [ Her voice was softer this time, almost small, and for that reason she looks down to her hands now loosely folded together in an effort to wash away her initial reaction. After all, he would surely have more to say. ]