[ r7 ] honeymoon suite

[marriagebroker]

Welcome to the Honeymoon Suite! After being matched at the Truth Booth and evening arrives, a car will come to pick up the lucky match and bring them to another side of the estate. It's a bit far from the main estate though if you really want to walk, you can.

It's a beautiful more modern house on the edge of a lake. There are eight bedrooms with lush, modern beds and bedding. A kitchen and private chef waiting for their orders. So many books and video games and all sorts of things to entertain themselves with! They can go swimming in the lake, or lounge on the patio, or anything they want. This is the life of luxury!

They can also just take the car back to the main estate if they want too. Because yeah, your friends are still all over at the other house.

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[hexensabbat]

[Right. "Just a footnote", yet another evocative way for Furina to put it. It was one of the first things that drew Ringo to her.

The fact that she wants to write her own story... something Ringo wants to do as well, now that she has the words for it.

...]

... If I feel...? [A tilt of her head, and Ringo smiles, calm and certain. Nothing Furina asks could bother her, she's sure of that.] If I feel what?

[enscene]

[Ugh, Ringo had been a little vulnerable just then, but now she's going to make Furina spell it out all the way, isn't she? Maybe it's better, so there can be no confusion involved in any of this at the very end.

It's her turn to be shy now, her words and actions tender and careful. The back of her slightly blanch-scarred knuckles touch Ringo's cheek as they ghost across it.]

I don't only want to continue our connection because I want to experience new things in life with you

[hexensabbat]

[Ringo's eyelashes flutter a little at Furina's touch, basking in it, before the words sink in.

Not just to experience new things in life.

Then...

... Then...?

Ringo props herself up on an elbow as well to look at Furina properly, brows furrowed--not in anger or upset, but bemusement as she thinks those words through.]

... I'm not very good at this sort of thing. [Said slowly and carefully, as Ringo thinks.] So maybe I'm not understanding right.

But...

Does that mean it's okay if I fall in love with you?

[enscene]

[She worries at first, when Ringo leads with "I'm not very good at this sort of thing." Furina knows that she's said she doesn't understand romance or feelings sometimes, and that her curiosity is often driven by objective interest. But their entire time together... the music, their dance, their walk down to the Truth Booth... To Furina, it really hasn't seemed that way at all. So maybe she'd let herself get used to the bitter draught of hope.

Then comes Ringo's question, and Furina finds herself submerged. All the feelings that she's been thinking about converge and crash down at once.

There's no verbal answer yet--that's because Furina almost immediately bursts into tears.]

[hexensabbat]

[--?!

Oh god. Oh god, Furina's... Furina's crying?!

Ringo sits bolt upright immediately, panic on her face. It's pretty obvious that she is Not Used to Tears.]

F-Furina? Was that--was that bad?! Too much?!

[enscene]

[Poor Ringo has now had the privilege of watching Furina cry unexpectedly (and out of happiness and overwhelming emotion, at least) twice now, first in the Truth Booth and now here.]

No! [She sniffles.] It wasn't bad. [She wipes her face off quickly.] It's exactly the thing...I was hoping you'd say. I just couldn't be sure it was what you wanted, too.

[hexensabbat]

Oh... oh! Oh!

[The relief is plain on Ringo's face at that, especially as two things sink in: first, that she isn't a horrible person who made Furina cry in a bad way, and second, that Furina... also feels the same way.

So Ringo laughs, beaming, and leans in until their foreheads are pressed together, capturing Furina's hands in her own despite how Furina is trying to wipe away her tears.]

I'm--so relieved. [God.] Wow. Relief's a wild emotion. Ha! I've only felt it a couple of times.

[Focus, Ringo.]

But, ah... no. I'm so falling in love with you. I phrased it like a question but it's kind of already happening.

[enscene]

[Oh... hearing it actually come out of her mouth is even more emotional, though this time Furina manages to avoid spilling any more tears.

But her hands are definitely a little shaky as Ringo covers them with hers, as she leans her early-morning bedhead into the face pressed against her.]

I didn't know if you... ["Could" is not the right word, since it would make Ringo sound so much less human than she's already proven herself to be. "Wanted to," maybe, would be more appropriate...it's just been difficult to tell if she's interested in romance for more than scientific reasons.]

It's been such a short while...everything's so surprising and confusing, but you always seem to see me...and I like everything about you. I don't know if I could stop it from happening if I tried. [It's a little scary, realizing you're falling in love with someone and helpless to stop it.]

[hexensabbat]

[Ringo does wonder where that statement was going. Did Furina not know if Ringo was capable of romantic love? If she wanted it? If she was serious about it? All of the questions are pretty fair, she thinks; she's an AI, and not one particularly designed for love.

But Figue fell in love oh-so-easily.

Ringo knows--it's entirely possible for her too. And now, she's seeing how it was so easy for Figue, because it feels like it's happening whether she wants it to or not.

So... she huffs out a faint laugh, beaming at Furina, if a little wobbly around the edges.]

Wow, that's a relief. I'm glad it's happening to you, too. Because, I mean... I really did just come here for the experiences. But then all of these feelings happened too, and--they keep happening so fast. No input needed from me. Crazy, right?

[Is that how things like this always go?]