【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第八章:破碎 Broken(10)
“I thought I heard you start to call for me, but I wasn’t sure,” Isarae said simply, flicking the metal fragment aside. “I did not realise you were stuck.”
I hated that she was beautiful, so much so that my breath was tight in my throat.
Her hair, fiery red and long enough to reach her waist, was no longer in the tight corded braid that fell down her back when I first saw her in the plaza. Now it flowed freely, framing her lithe form in the myriad colors of sunrise. Her eyes, too, struck me again no softer than before.
Eyes the color of Wisteria blooms.
“I…” It was rather pointless to lie and claim I was not stuck, but still, it was galling. “Why do you keep helping me?” I asked instead.
Her face fell to a relaxed posture of disinterest, and she shrugged again; that strange, human expression that looked odd with her stretched proportions, which made her whole body seem to ripple with the movement.
“Because I have nothing else to do,” she replied before reaching out to me again.
I hated that she was beautiful, so much so that my breath was tight in my throat.
Her hair, fiery red and long enough to reach her waist, was no longer in the tight corded braid that fell down her back when I first saw her in the plaza. Now it flowed freely, framing her lithe form in the myriad colors of sunrise. Her eyes, too, struck me again no softer than before.
Eyes the color of Wisteria blooms.
“I…” It was rather pointless to lie and claim I was not stuck, but still, it was galling. “Why do you keep helping me?” I asked instead.
Her face fell to a relaxed posture of disinterest, and she shrugged again; that strange, human expression that looked odd with her stretched proportions, which made her whole body seem to ripple with the movement.
“Because I have nothing else to do,” she replied before reaching out to me again.