[ For once, she's a little thankful for him to be avoiding her. For once, she's thankful that part of his expression is obscured by a mask. ]
Maybe you should try listening to what I just said. [ There's a bitter aftertaste in her mouth and her words are barked out just the same. Quick, almost ashamed. Not just that, though. She's still angry. He is still judging her, making judgements for her, acting as if he has the right to when he doesn't even hear the words she says.
Rydia folds her arms defensively, wrapping them a little too tightly for it to look like she's more angry than upset. ]
As far as I'm concerned, nothing is like "old times."
[ This time, she can't put forth the effort to sound bitter. It's just tired and sad. Rydia will fight (of course she will). She was thrust into this without a choice. Given one, she likely wouldn't turn around. She had abilities that could be of use and to deny them would be denying herself. For her, it is a natural choice. It's part of her self-identity. And she longs for those days where they would travel together and sleep beside the glow of a fire. This was the closest that she'd get to it. ]
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Maybe you should try listening to what I just said. [ There's a bitter aftertaste in her mouth and her words are barked out just the same. Quick, almost ashamed. Not just that, though. She's still angry. He is still judging her, making judgements for her, acting as if he has the right to when he doesn't even hear the words she says.
Rydia folds her arms defensively, wrapping them a little too tightly for it to look like she's more angry than upset. ]
As far as I'm concerned, nothing is like "old times."
[ This time, she can't put forth the effort to sound bitter. It's just tired and sad. Rydia will fight (of course she will). She was thrust into this without a choice. Given one, she likely wouldn't turn around. She had abilities that could be of use and to deny them would be denying herself. For her, it is a natural choice. It's part of her self-identity. And she longs for those days where they would travel together and sleep beside the glow of a fire. This was the closest that she'd get to it. ]