Something has changed.
The understatement of the era. Indeed, if Robin hadn't been so weighed down with what seemed like actual years worth of emotions, he might even have managed a laugh. The room around them was the same, of course, but Father was possibly dying, Robin felt as though his heart was breaking and his head was drowning simultaneously, and Mira was—
"Miranda," he took a step backwards, brow furrowing in confusion, "you are not in your chair."
While she had not used it exclusively over the years, Robin could not remember the last time he had seen her in a room without it—standing sentinel in case she had one of her spells and needed it (and she always did, to the point where she usually just remained upon it indefinitely). And yet, not only had she come to him without it, but she had guided him here, stood before him in spite of the emotion of the day.
Something had, indeed, changed.
The understatement of the era. Indeed, if Robin hadn't been so weighed down with what seemed like actual years worth of emotions, he might even have managed a laugh. The room around them was the same, of course, but Father was possibly dying, Robin felt as though his heart was breaking and his head was drowning simultaneously, and Mira was—
"Miranda," he took a step backwards, brow furrowing in confusion, "you are not in your chair."
While she had not used it exclusively over the years, Robin could not remember the last time he had seen her in a room without it—standing sentinel in case she had one of her spells and needed it (and she always did, to the point where she usually just remained upon it indefinitely). And yet, not only had she come to him without it, but she had guided him here, stood before him in spite of the emotion of the day.
Something had, indeed, changed.
— set by mj —