[She and Makoto could not be more different, Vira-Lorr decided. Makoto could be ruled by her passions so easily, and Setsuna was the calm, collected master of them.]
That sounds like you. Your passion is always there, but it's controlled, restrained. You seem like the sort who would want to be careful, measured about something like this. To get it just right, to be sure.
[There was a tiny part of her who wanted to see what it might be like if it were uncoiled, let loose without limits. Setsuna had held it back for so long. Would it consume her? Or had he forged herself like fine steel that even unleashed, her passion would still be restrained.]
No matter what, I want to know you better as well. I think... perhaps I'd like to take you to the Great Sleep sometime. I'd like to show you my world, my past. Besides just photographs.
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That sounds like you. Your passion is always there, but it's controlled, restrained. You seem like the sort who would want to be careful, measured about something like this. To get it just right, to be sure.
[There was a tiny part of her who wanted to see what it might be like if it were uncoiled, let loose without limits. Setsuna had held it back for so long. Would it consume her? Or had he forged herself like fine steel that even unleashed, her passion would still be restrained.]
No matter what, I want to know you better as well. I think... perhaps I'd like to take you to the Great Sleep sometime. I'd like to show you my world, my past. Besides just photographs.