[Choice has always been a stranger to Hayame. Even a full year apart from the only world she had ever known, it was so difficult for her to remember that she had choices in this place, let alone knowing which ones to take.
Just like she had the choice, then, to slap Akua's hand away or not.
But the other woman's words lance in to her sharp and accurate in their aim. As shameful as it was... She did not want to be alone. She wanted to know who to trust, who she could rely on...]
I am not supposed to need allies.
[And yet in this place, where there was magic and non-humans and demons and Oracles, it had been proven more than once that she was more weak than she had ever been on her own.]
I am not supposed to turn to anyone.
[Her voice nearly snaps mid-sentence, strained and stressed and stalwartly unwilling to break even if she might need to. But she hates how perfunctory and forced the arguments sound, some last line of defense thrown out angrily in the hopes that it might somehow work-
But.
She hasn't swatted away Akua's hand. And perhaps, that ruins anything that she might be trying to say.]
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Just like she had the choice, then, to slap Akua's hand away or not.
But the other woman's words lance in to her sharp and accurate in their aim. As shameful as it was... She did not want to be alone. She wanted to know who to trust, who she could rely on...]
I am not supposed to need allies.
[And yet in this place, where there was magic and non-humans and demons and Oracles, it had been proven more than once that she was more weak than she had ever been on her own.]
I am not supposed to turn to anyone.
[Her voice nearly snaps mid-sentence, strained and stressed and stalwartly unwilling to break even if she might need to. But she hates how perfunctory and forced the arguments sound, some last line of defense thrown out angrily in the hopes that it might somehow work-
But.
She hasn't swatted away Akua's hand. And perhaps, that ruins anything that she might be trying to say.]