[ Her joking demeanor from just a moment ago has evaporated in a flash. Vriska, above all things, adores Noh. He is her closest friend, and her only best friend still remaining. But despite everything they've been through together, everything she knows he's done for her, she's never been able to shake the feeling that he holds himself apart from her in some way she can't quantify. Keeps back, doesn't say things he might say to others, doesn't confide in her in the ways she's confided in him. And for a long time she let it go, tried to quell the nagging sense of jealousy that rose in her gut each time she sensed something was amiss. It was at its worst when he was temporarily promoted to leader; something told her he should have been uncomfortable, but he'd acted as if all was well. That was not the only time, but that was the time that stuck to her ribcage like a burr, incessant and nagging. There's something he isn't saying.
That had bothered her then. It bothers her now. It bothers her most that she is genuinely unsure if this is just her jealous, controlling nature causing her to imagine things that aren't really happening, or if he's truly holding back from her after all.
The look she gives him is level and very neutral. It is not accusatory; merely factual. ]
I'm not sure I buy that. I get the ways you two are different! Garrus is definitely the more soft-hearted and romantic. He was a mess. He let me hug him, you know that? It was sort of cute. But not you! You put on a show for me and tell me that you're fine. Well, guess what? I don't fucking buy it, Noh-Varr.
[ She pauses there, faltering, struggling with what to say next. ]
... it's not that I want you to be upset. It's just ... okay if you are, you know?
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[ Her joking demeanor from just a moment ago has evaporated in a flash. Vriska, above all things, adores Noh. He is her closest friend, and her only best friend still remaining. But despite everything they've been through together, everything she knows he's done for her, she's never been able to shake the feeling that he holds himself apart from her in some way she can't quantify. Keeps back, doesn't say things he might say to others, doesn't confide in her in the ways she's confided in him. And for a long time she let it go, tried to quell the nagging sense of jealousy that rose in her gut each time she sensed something was amiss. It was at its worst when he was temporarily promoted to leader; something told her he should have been uncomfortable, but he'd acted as if all was well. That was not the only time, but that was the time that stuck to her ribcage like a burr, incessant and nagging. There's something he isn't saying.
That had bothered her then. It bothers her now. It bothers her most that she is genuinely unsure if this is just her jealous, controlling nature causing her to imagine things that aren't really happening, or if he's truly holding back from her after all.
The look she gives him is level and very neutral. It is not accusatory; merely factual. ]
I'm not sure I buy that. I get the ways you two are different! Garrus is definitely the more soft-hearted and romantic. He was a mess. He let me hug him, you know that? It was sort of cute. But not you! You put on a show for me and tell me that you're fine. Well, guess what? I don't fucking buy it, Noh-Varr.
[ She pauses there, faltering, struggling with what to say next. ]
... it's not that I want you to be upset. It's just ... okay if you are, you know?