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“It can be difficult,” said Jacobi softly, “to realise that a fond memory has been remembered differently by other parties."
"Don't fret, Alphonse. You're not attracted to me. It's just the suit." "Oh, thank god. I was worried I was going to make things terribly awkward."
"I say," he said softly. "Aaliyah. Do you think I'm in love with Jacobi?" "I think there's a distinct possibility, yes."
"Chin up, Hollyhock. I'm sure things will turn out alright in the end." "And if they don't?" he asked despairingly. "Then it's not yet the end," she replied, like it was as simple as that.
"I just wish you had told me that I was in love with you sooner. It could have saved us all this trouble."
Alphonse took a moment to ponder the concept of dreamwalking cats. It must mean that cats had their own kind of magic, which he didn't find as surprising as he should have. If any animal were inclined to magic, he would have thought cats to be the most likely, after all.
"I'm much too in love to ever sleep again, I think."
"I hardly expected it either," she said easily, wearing a blinding smile. "But it's true: we are very much in love, and we couldn't be happier." And it was true. They just weren't in love with each other.
