Concern is the primary emotion that finds its way onto his features, wondering if he had caused her any discomfort.. in any way. If anything, causing her to be uncomfortable was not part of the agenda at all. Her voice still carries the same cheery tone, but her smile had withered away— which was the main reason he had been concerned in the first place.
A smile very much suited her. And he would prefer her to be able to around him. Quietly, he watches her as she seems to be silently contemplating as to how she should respond. Perhaps it was too bold to ask for her name? She did appear timid and frightened in the beginning after—
Her sudden response is enough to jolt him out of his thoughts, the smile ever still present upon his lips. Upon hearing the uttered word, though— it is as though he thinks about it for a moment, before averting his gaze back to her.
❝ It’s.. a pleasure to meet you, Hana. ..Dio. Dio is my name. Your name.. reminds me of an old friend. ❞
{ ✘♟✘ }
An small shifting of the feet would mark her as nervous, would it seem. But, in hollow fact, it was another, similar emotion but nonetheless separate.
Feeling awkward was natural, was it not? For she, a shadow of a girl, was not one who would want to be a reminder of another. Rather, a reminder of stars or simple, strong objects that were so distinct in their materiality, that she could never touch. It made their distance easier, and less of a problem to handle.
People were another matter.
However, she would hide the emotion, opting for another reply and a smile. Though, admittedly, this one was far more fake than others. It reeked of the plastic of mannequins styled too thin and too unrealistic for her tastes, but catered to the world’s fickle expectations.
