[ It's something she's never heard before. Even when she'd fallen out of favor, she'd still worn masks and kept the world at bay. To hear it be said now in an almost casual tone makes it all feel so pointless. But if she had not arrived at this place, if she had not seen what she had, would she have found any resonance in what he says?
And if she were to fall apart now, who would blame her? If they had seen what she had seen, known what she now knows, wouldn't they feel the same?
Her gaze falls on his once more and, at long last, there's a reaction to his question. Her eyes light up at once with understanding before shuttering almost as quickly, flitting so fast back to uncertainty and scrutiny, and eventually settling on something that looks...open, maybe even vulnerably. She deigns only now to come down to his level, to (carefully) come down to sit beside him. If she can't get up, then she can't get up; it doesn't matter.
This? This is what matters. ]
Yes. [ Honesty. ] Yes, because it makes no sense. [ Break the game, break the wheel. If this is what all of that meant, then she wants no part of it. Surely this was meant for someone else, someone better and kinder. Anyone else.
She bites down briefly on her lower lip. ] And you didn't find an answer either. Even in the dark. [ It's stated but comes out like a question, like she's reaching for something like connection but doesn't know how to catch the thread properly. ]
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And if she were to fall apart now, who would blame her? If they had seen what she had seen, known what she now knows, wouldn't they feel the same?
Her gaze falls on his once more and, at long last, there's a reaction to his question. Her eyes light up at once with understanding before shuttering almost as quickly, flitting so fast back to uncertainty and scrutiny, and eventually settling on something that looks...open, maybe even vulnerably. She deigns only now to come down to his level, to (carefully) come down to sit beside him. If she can't get up, then she can't get up; it doesn't matter.
This? This is what matters. ]
Yes. [ Honesty. ] Yes, because it makes no sense. [ Break the game, break the wheel. If this is what all of that meant, then she wants no part of it. Surely this was meant for someone else, someone better and kinder. Anyone else.
She bites down briefly on her lower lip. ] And you didn't find an answer either. Even in the dark. [ It's stated but comes out like a question, like she's reaching for something like connection but doesn't know how to catch the thread properly. ]