[Lusamine doesn't say anything to confirm that, but her silence and continued simmering seem answer enough.
When Gladion brings the locket to her attention, through her tangling thoughts, she—thinks she—recognizes it, and, against her better judgment, look she does. She finds herself smiling back at her, together with the children. Her Gladion and Lillie, smaller then, back when they were obedient and beautiful, and their father was still...
A flash of pain crosses her expression—and then her face hardens again. She turns her glare onto Gladion, looking at him as if all he'd shown her was a new weapon to wound her with. An urge to snatch it away and toss it aside rushes through her, but passes harmlessly.
He'd spoken just then with such finality. What did he expect this accomplish? It means nothing to her.
It hardly matters at all, but she hears herself start to voice the question all the same.] Why... do you have this...?
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When Gladion brings the locket to her attention, through her tangling thoughts, she—thinks she—recognizes it, and, against her better judgment, look she does. She finds herself smiling back at her, together with the children. Her Gladion and Lillie, smaller then, back when they were obedient and beautiful, and their father was still...
A flash of pain crosses her expression—and then her face hardens again. She turns her glare onto Gladion, looking at him as if all he'd shown her was a new weapon to wound her with. An urge to snatch it away and toss it aside rushes through her, but passes harmlessly.
He'd spoken just then with such finality. What did he expect this accomplish? It means nothing to her.
It hardly matters at all, but she hears herself start to voice the question all the same.] Why... do you have this...?