[ To exist without love, to be loyal to the one person who could not utter her true name in all of that time and yet to serve at his command... and to even have rationalized it so well that she sees his hurt before her own.
The past... is gone. It's slipped away. She needs to be here in this present because any further, too, would be just as awful. Reminders. But Pyra is here, welcoming her, holding her and not letting her slip away into the dark.
It aches to speak, but she tries again, after another moment passes, even if the tremble has not quite abated. ]
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The past... is gone. It's slipped away. She needs to be here in this present because any further, too, would be just as awful. Reminders. But Pyra is here, welcoming her, holding her and not letting her slip away into the dark.
It aches to speak, but she tries again, after another moment passes, even if the tremble has not quite abated. ]
... I could... hear you this time. Thank you.