[His fingers involuntarily twitch in a slight curl—not enough to catch Edelgard's fingers, but just enough that the contact lingers as she pulls away. Immediately, there's a shadow of embarrassment, but... Hubert doesn't retreat or pull away this time.]
Words aren't needed to.
[For a moment, Hubert merely watches her face.]
I... cannot promise you anything. I have much to think about. [He'll likely be reeling from this for a while. Hubert would not decide to descend that precipice lightly, but... he wouldn't easily decide to remain, either.]
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Words aren't needed to.
[For a moment, Hubert merely watches her face.]
I... cannot promise you anything. I have much to think about. [He'll likely be reeling from this for a while. Hubert would not decide to descend that precipice lightly, but... he wouldn't easily decide to remain, either.]