Euphemia quietly listened, her gaze seemed to be focused elsewhere as Celeste talked. The way she broke it down made it seem simple, but it still felt as foreign to the young girl as most other emotions did. She didn't know what it was to feel happy, or excited. In the past, people had fluttered in and out of her life all the time. There were a few constants, like her superiors, but they were always some sort of far off, distant concept. She took their orders but did not concern herself with them, much like how they did not concern themselves with her.
But there was one man, the man who had brought her here, who she didn't want to see leave, who she still thought might one day come back to her. She didn't know if it was what Celeste was describing, but it sounded at least a little familiar.
"...I see." She eventually said with a nod. Euphemia came to the conclusion that love was complicated, and that she had a long way to go before truly understanding it, but at least she had a direction. "Shall we move on to another store? I would still like to find some jewellery."
