Hah. It definitely wasn't a dungeon romance- she didn't like me at all back then. Her technique was breathtakingly good, but inefficient, so when I lectured her on it, she brushed me off.
That last one sounds pretty extreme. [He's hoping it's not realistically extreme.] But if there's no need to take things slow...I mean, is there anything you want to ask her right now? Or tell her? You thought she couldn't love you, and now you know she has.
No. She loves the Nightingale who was at the castle much longer than I was. That Nightingale has a lot more memories of home, and knows a lot more about who we were and are than I do. That Nightingale might be a completely different person, since who knows what I remembered there?
... When I think of how many memories I must have regained in that time... Natalie probably knows more about me than I do, now. It's a bit... scary.
I don't know what it's like to not remember things about myself, but sometimes Mikleo knows things about me before I've even figured out what's bothering me. It's really comforting to have someone you know will be on your side know so much about you. That's how it feels for me, anyway.
Anyway, I invited her to a boss raid meeting, and we ended up forming a party together, since everyone else already had full teams. It was lucky for both of us- we were both solo players until then, but turns out we made a really good team.
Um... no, not even then. Actually, once we won I dismissed the party, and we didn't even spend that much time together until about a year and a half later. I sort of assumed she didn't like me for a long time.
[If the fight had gone according to plan, then maybe things could have been different. Who can really say? As it is, he'd left her out of necessity, even if she'd disagreed with him about it. Fact is, staying with him would have put her in danger from the beta haters, and he hadn't trusted himself to protect anyone back then.
But that's all stuff he'd just as soon avoid sharing, considering he'd only barely salvaged the mood once already.]
We'd talked here and there at boss meetings, but it was all business, and we clashed a lot. But yeah, at that point we finally wound up working together again, and one thing led to another, and... I don't know. It's like we never split up in the first place. Something about our techniques just clicked, and suddenly she was always smiling at me...
[HE FULL WELL KNOWS HE DID A BAD. And yet somehow got away with it. He is the luckiest idiot in the world.]
But she was crying, and saying it was her fault, and that she should leave me alone... I couldn't just sit there. At least if she got mad and hit me for it, she'd be upset with me instead. I hated the idea of losing her over something so wrong.
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