[The significance isn't lost on Lup, she can hear it pronounced in every word to slip from Lust's lips, in every inhale she takes, behind that look in her eyes. This doesn't come easily to the other woman, she is as used to sharing as Lup herself is, maybe even less than the elf, so every single fact that she opens up with about herself is so damn important.
But could anything really prepare Lup for that namedrop? Of, perhaps, the most crucial thing to be shared with her tonight?
For a woman like Lup, a name means so much more than it might to anyone else. The name she was given at birth was wrong, all wrong, and so the significance of changing her name had been such a huge piece in the woman's life, one of those defining moments where Lup became Lup.
So even if she's known Lust as Lust for the whole of their time together, being able to get this glimpse of her other life, this intimate peek into something so private, Lup feels the heaviness of this moment. It's trust between them, whole and real, one that Lup will never take for granted.]
Isobel. [Lust feels so fitting, this new name so foreign on her tongue, but Lup can see how easily it works for the other woman. It's beautiful, just as much as she is, feminine and strong, regal-sounding.]
I get that. The names we pick for ourselves, the ones we share with others, those are what matter.
[Just because she goes by Lust to the rest of the world, doesn't mean that Isobel is gone. Not at all.]
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But could anything really prepare Lup for that namedrop? Of, perhaps, the most crucial thing to be shared with her tonight?
For a woman like Lup, a name means so much more than it might to anyone else. The name she was given at birth was wrong, all wrong, and so the significance of changing her name had been such a huge piece in the woman's life, one of those defining moments where Lup became Lup.
So even if she's known Lust as Lust for the whole of their time together, being able to get this glimpse of her other life, this intimate peek into something so private, Lup feels the heaviness of this moment. It's trust between them, whole and real, one that Lup will never take for granted.]
Isobel. [Lust feels so fitting, this new name so foreign on her tongue, but Lup can see how easily it works for the other woman. It's beautiful, just as much as she is, feminine and strong, regal-sounding.]
I get that. The names we pick for ourselves, the ones we share with others, those are what matter.
[Just because she goes by Lust to the rest of the world, doesn't mean that Isobel is gone. Not at all.]