[She doesn't lean into him, doesn't really acknowledge that he's moved other than to curl her fingers around his. It's like all she can think about are all the things she never said. Her brother's gone off to war without her and she couldn't even bring herself to tell him what he means to her.
She always thought that she would be the one to go home. Anything in Luceti is temporary; it's the very nature of the place. Alliances won't last, friendships will be severed, families are broken. Her brothers have come and gone, though, and she's been left here.
She's never even managed to be their sister here.
She's been a fool and she's not going home and now she's living with regret.
She's such an idiot.
It's hard not to notice the tears - they embody every weakness she tries very hard to live without. An inane thought cross her mind: Tables are turned. I'm the crybaby now. No sobbing, no wailing, not even shaking shoulders. Just tears.
She can't keep living in Suna while she's here. It's not working.]
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She always thought that she would be the one to go home. Anything in Luceti is temporary; it's the very nature of the place. Alliances won't last, friendships will be severed, families are broken. Her brothers have come and gone, though, and she's been left here.
She's never even managed to be their sister here.
She's been a fool and she's not going home and now she's living with regret.
She's such an idiot.
It's hard not to notice the tears - they embody every weakness she tries very hard to live without. An inane thought cross her mind: Tables are turned. I'm the crybaby now. No sobbing, no wailing, not even shaking shoulders. Just tears.
She can't keep living in Suna while she's here. It's not working.]