Instead, Midii did something she never thought she would. She took Bakura's words to heart.
Her eyelids slowly fluttered shut, the last image burned into her retinas being that of the monument. Her lips slowly began to move of their own accord, reciting a series of words that were too silent to hear. She stumbled over them several times. Improvising at will. At one point, brows furrowing together in concentration. Or as if she had come across a particularly unpleasant thought.
When she was finished, she lifted a single hand and placed a soft kiss on the knuckle of her right index finger. From there, she lightly touched it to her forehead, chest, and either shoulder.
"Va en paix." Just as they had with Bakura, her spoken phrase came out in French only. Untranslated.
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Instead, Midii did something she never thought she would. She took Bakura's words to heart.
Her eyelids slowly fluttered shut, the last image burned into her retinas being that of the monument. Her lips slowly began to move of their own accord, reciting a series of words that were too silent to hear. She stumbled over them several times. Improvising at will. At one point, brows furrowing together in concentration. Or as if she had come across a particularly unpleasant thought.
When she was finished, she lifted a single hand and placed a soft kiss on the knuckle of her right index finger. From there, she lightly touched it to her forehead, chest, and either shoulder.
"Va en paix." Just as they had with Bakura, her spoken phrase came out in French only. Untranslated.