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Raella didn't know which precise moment it was when it dawned on her that Euphemia was the epitome of who she wanted to be. Or well, who she thought she wanted to be. To able to accept being a murderer as though it was just another fact of life seemed like bliss. Discarding any emotions of self-hatred even more so. However, studying the girl before her, there was no solace, no euphoria, just pure apathy and detachment. Almost like Euphemia lived in a void of emptiness, everpresent yet so disconnected. At that instant, Raella felt many things; fear, resentment, but most of all, an ache of pity for the other. Pathetic really, to feel sorrow for someone she barely knew, much less when the other didn't even feel a fraction of misery.

Words were never her forte; Raella wasn't one with the ability to string them together as a spider does a web. Hence, she stepped forward, wrapping Euphemia in a short embrace, ignoring her magic being sucked out of her and the fear pooling at the pit of her stomach. Perhaps she had overstepped her boundaries but it was as though the dim lighting had shrouded that fine line in darkness, covering it with the shadows of the canopy.

"You know," she began as she released the other woman from her grasp "you have every right to feel emotions just like how you don't need some deity to justify your existence. Live to experience the world your God created and more importantly life for yourself." Hypocritical, very hypocritical; preaching things she had yet to apply to her life, how laughable. Still, the things Raella said were of truth.

Pausing for a moment, an idea crossed Raella's mind like a ripple of water in a still ocean. She was the master of illusions, a weaver of lies. Feelings and emotions were well within the limits of her deceptions. In all honesty, she doubted the other would accept her offer, being a Christian and all, but there was no harm in asking anyway. Stretching out her hand, she relaxed her fingers such that her open palm faced the sky.

"Would you like to feel emotions?"

Retracting her hand, she placed both her arms idly by her side and nodded her head. What Euphemia said was true and although she did not see the harm in induced emotions, she would respect the other's wishes. It seemed that while Euphemia's mind knew that the situation had changed, her heart sung a different tune. A flicker of curiosity arose within Raella when she mentioned she had experienced artificial emotions; so far, Raella hasn't come across anyone with the ability to manipulate other people's emotions. That being said, she was still new and has yet to encounter most of the student population. Though she wanted to inquire about it, she refrained from doing so; perhaps that could be a conversation for another day.

Stepping backward, she folded her wings once more before sparring a glance at her watch, confirming the late hour. Lips curling to form a slight smile Raella eased herself back to her usual composure. Too much feelings talk had exhausted her emotional energy and she internally swore never to do it again. With one foot in front of the other, she did a small curtsey, her left hand pulling the hem of her dress in a small arc while her right arm was outstretched in a simple farewell gesture. Gone was her forlorn and lost tone, replaced with a much more lighthearted one.

"Adieu fair maiden, the hour is late and every princess, even those accustomed to fighting, needs their rest."

Slowly rising back to her relaxed posture, Raella tilted her head a little to the right and spared Euphemia a playful wink before twirling around. In a flash, her bloodied wings were fully outstretched and her tail lazily swishing from left to right. Walking a few paces away, she paused, remaining still for a few moments. Back still facing the other, she spoke up once more, her voice calmer with just a hint of seriousness.

"I wish you luck in finding your emotions. You are a good person, Euphemia and though you may think the doors of heaven are closed, I assure you, He will create another paradise for your sake."

As much as she wanted to wait for a reply, the uncertainty and slight fear at what Euphemia would say engulfed that desire. Bending her knees, Raella coiled herself up and pushed off the ground in a short burst of energy. With one flap of her wings, she lifted herself into the air and let the crisp night breeze carry her back to the doms.