[ noelle tenses up when angelo so easily admits to his background. it’s not something she’s used to, people being so willing to reveal bits about themselves. especially if it’s rooted in their pasts. she tells herself that he’s merely making smalltalk, working with what she had given to him earlier.

still— she needs to keep in mind she’s acting as blossom right now, so she masks her suspicion with a look of surprise then nods her head in quick agreement. ]

I— I have to agree. It’s new to me as well. Having a family to call my own. [ she looks away and her expression softens, looking vulnerable and nervous as she’ll allow herself to be. ] I’ve gotten used to having to depend on myself and few others I chose to trust.

It’s... It’s easier, you know?

[ not having to rely on someone, putting yourself at their mercy so they have power over the dynamics between you and them. fuck that noise. she learned the hard way prior to coming here and would have the marks to prove it if not for whatever the hell they used to patch her up again. ]

But I suppose I’m lucky at the moment. Mr. Constantin, my... my 'father' is nice enough. [ she smiles up at angelo, perking up as if remembering something wonderful. ] When I first woke up and we met each other, he made me eggs! That was so kind of him to do!