Persephone, the Lost
Luckily enough, Bel didn't seem mad about Persephone being a little nosy. Still, she knew she should be a little more restrained with her questions. It wouldn't be good if she made her new friend mad, after all. Even so, she enjoyed Bel's flustered reaction. It was different from the confident way she'd been speaking to her before and she wondered if Sol, whoever he was, knew that he had this effect on the aquatic mare. She hoped the feelings were mutual between the two.
Persephone dropped the subject as Bel did, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable by pursuing something so personal. She eyed Yuki, unable to completely trust the creature just yet. "I am sorry if my wariness offended you, Yukime," she apologized formally, bowing her head to the serpent coiled around Bel. She was pretty sure she couldn't hear what the bonded said, but she figured she should be polite anyways. Maybe she would get along with it better if she made more of an effort to get over her own paranoia. After all, Bel said she was nice and harmless.
She listened, somewhat melancholic, as Bel advised her against dwelling on her own thoughts and questions. It sounded like she had a lot of experience so the opal mare was grateful for her wisdom. Still, it would be difficult to pull herself out of this spiral she'd been in ever since waking up in Novus. It would seem that she would need to learn patience more than anything. "I believe you," she said after a while, looking up from the grass to meet Bel's kind gaze. "Where...where do you think I--we should start?"
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