[There was a strange look on Illya's face, her bright red eyes widening in sheer surprise. Why was he thanking her? She hadn't done anything worthy of such thanks, and she could feel her heart pounding loudly in her chest as her cheeks flared up.
With a shake of her head, she manages to speak up, her voice low and slightly nervous at first]
No, you don't need to thank me, onii-chan! I... [The words were caught in her throat. He was different after all, so she couldn't say them. She feels like she's about to cry-- his words seemed to hurt her, somehow. Was it because he said it in the past tense? Because she was dead in his world? Even so, she just smiles in return; it's a soft, innocent, childlike smile that's almost infectious.] I didn't really do anything, really.
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[There was a strange look on Illya's face, her bright red eyes widening in sheer surprise. Why was he thanking her? She hadn't done anything worthy of such thanks, and she could feel her heart pounding loudly in her chest as her cheeks flared up.
With a shake of her head, she manages to speak up, her voice low and slightly nervous at first]
No, you don't need to thank me, onii-chan! I... [The words were caught in her throat. He was different after all, so she couldn't say them. She feels like she's about to cry-- his words seemed to hurt her, somehow. Was it because he said it in the past tense? Because she was dead in his world? Even so, she just smiles in return; it's a soft, innocent, childlike smile that's almost infectious.] I didn't really do anything, really.