Bunta keeps pace slightly behind Lissa, hands in his pockets save for the occasional wave to townfolk. The Heart is a familiar place, full of people he's known for years, and it's the throughway for reaching the jeweler.
Whatever the hell happened earlier, it's not really at the forefront of his mind anymore. After all, he's seen her own Sanada like that before; it's not like he didn't know she was capable of that kind of domination. He's just never been on the receiving end of it before.
To say it had no impact, though, that would be a lie. A gross lie. If he had any lingering sentiment of Lissa as a harmless and fun kid after St. Rudolph, it's gone now. Bunta has always given her respect on a level of human decency, but this is the first time she's ever commanded it from him. Maybe he got too accustomed to having her defer to him as a fun big brother type who held the authority simply thanks to his age. Seems it's not guaranteed to be his pace anymore. Lissa has recognized that a couple operates on partnership, with neither side having more authority than the other, and she's sent a loud and clear signal that their old dynamic is no longer appropriate. She's correct.
She's really not a kid anymore. She's a bright young woman with a promising future ahead of her. It makes him happy to realize. She's growing up just like she should.
He lifts his eyebrow when Lissa realizes their public status is going to, invariably, reach Maribelle's ears one way or another, and she has a decision to make in how much to tell her. Frankly, that conversation sounds like a landmine that Bunta would rather avoid stepping into.
"That's something you'll have to figure out with your brother." It was his plan and her friend. They needed to talk between themselves whether Maribelle was brought into the circle of trust. Being Lissa's best friend, it'd be pretty hard for her to keep a secret this big for that long, huh? Especially knowing how Maribelle was likely to take the news... Oof.
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Whatever the hell happened earlier, it's not really at the forefront of his mind anymore. After all, he's seen her own Sanada like that before; it's not like he didn't know she was capable of that kind of domination. He's just never been on the receiving end of it before.
To say it had no impact, though, that would be a lie. A gross lie. If he had any lingering sentiment of Lissa as a harmless and fun kid after St. Rudolph, it's gone now. Bunta has always given her respect on a level of human decency, but this is the first time she's ever commanded it from him. Maybe he got too accustomed to having her defer to him as a fun big brother type who held the authority simply thanks to his age. Seems it's not guaranteed to be his pace anymore. Lissa has recognized that a couple operates on partnership, with neither side having more authority than the other, and she's sent a loud and clear signal that their old dynamic is no longer appropriate. She's correct.
She's really not a kid anymore. She's a bright young woman with a promising future ahead of her. It makes him happy to realize. She's growing up just like she should.
He lifts his eyebrow when Lissa realizes their public status is going to, invariably, reach Maribelle's ears one way or another, and she has a decision to make in how much to tell her. Frankly, that conversation sounds like a landmine that Bunta would rather avoid stepping into.
"That's something you'll have to figure out with your brother." It was his plan and her friend. They needed to talk between themselves whether Maribelle was brought into the circle of trust. Being Lissa's best friend, it'd be pretty hard for her to keep a secret this big for that long, huh? Especially knowing how Maribelle was likely to take the news... Oof.