That word hangs so heavy in the air over Ilsa's head that she may look doubtful at first with how her brow furrows. She knows that it isn't what he means by "casual relationship", but her mind can't help but wander past that very blurred line that's drawn between something casual and something more serious between them. Ilsa has been searching for one for so long, and she still wants one, but...
Is it really going to be with Eustace?
There's no denying that even as colleagues or friends, there is chemistry. And there is certainly no denying that the night of the masquerade had been electric. There was a reason that Ilsa was so drawn to him, and even if he wasn't objectively handsome, it was his personality that won out in the end.
...
How long she remains lost in thought... She hopes it isn't long, but she tries to snap herself out of it before they get too far.]
Alright.
[And her answer comes all too swiftly. Perhaps a little too swift because she is looking for some clarification...
Though it's a bit more tentative now because she isn't sure exactly what she wants to hear from him.]
What do you mean by 'casual relationship'? We should try to be on the same page if we are going to pursue anything. [... Wait.] Not that I am presuming that we are.
[... Are they? The way she looks at him seems to imply that question.]
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That word hangs so heavy in the air over Ilsa's head that she may look doubtful at first with how her brow furrows. She knows that it isn't what he means by "casual relationship", but her mind can't help but wander past that very blurred line that's drawn between something casual and something more serious between them. Ilsa has been searching for one for so long, and she still wants one, but...
Is it really going to be with Eustace?
There's no denying that even as colleagues or friends, there is chemistry. And there is certainly no denying that the night of the masquerade had been electric. There was a reason that Ilsa was so drawn to him, and even if he wasn't objectively handsome, it was his personality that won out in the end.
...
How long she remains lost in thought... She hopes it isn't long, but she tries to snap herself out of it before they get too far.]
Alright.
[And her answer comes all too swiftly. Perhaps a little too swift because she is looking for some clarification...
Though it's a bit more tentative now because she isn't sure exactly what she wants to hear from him.]
What do you mean by 'casual relationship'? We should try to be on the same page if we are going to pursue anything. [... Wait.] Not that I am presuming that we are.
[... Are they? The way she looks at him seems to imply that question.]