She bows her head. Yeah... yeah, she can see that. ]
It's just... [ taking one, long drag from that stick now; breathing out, looking back up at Eli with her lips pressed together before she whispers: ] When Sakura asked if anyone would speak up for her... I just couldn't.
[ And perhaps, when Malia Saab -- a woman she barely knew, and one that she skirted on principle -- did, there was a tiny, guilty part of her that felt relieved. ]
I wanted her to step down. [ Her voice is quiet; and young in a way she isn't anymore. ] I also couldn't do it in good conscience. Not after...
[ She looks askance. You're everywhere, Gio -- yes, Gio. You'd know that Hikaru came to her house, just as she has a feeling that you'd likely know how things have gone down with Aria and the Blade King. ]
[Yes, he saw all of that. It isn't too hard, catching things even if one happens to NOT be at the actual place or in the area when something big happens. It helps, as well, having the Key for one's wife.]
Then you could not do it. None of us could, even if some of us wanted to.
['Some of us'. An odd turn of the phrase, or deliberate?]
[ With you, Gio Malaahas? Most things tend to be deliberate. You've always been ready to make the call -- even the ones that hurt the most. Perhaps, especially the ones that hurt the most.
Reaching out now, to catch your hand briefly and offer a gentle squeeze before she lets hers fall away.
It's more for her than you, really. But she's always been a readily tactile creature. ]
David tried. [ She's not going to press just yet. ] But that's David.
[ A soft sigh, as she taps out the ash from her stick. ]
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She bows her head. Yeah... yeah, she can see that. ]
It's just... [ taking one, long drag from that stick now; breathing out, looking back up at Eli with her lips pressed together before she whispers: ] When Sakura asked if anyone would speak up for her... I just couldn't.
[ And perhaps, when Malia Saab -- a woman she barely knew, and one that she skirted on principle -- did, there was a tiny, guilty part of her that felt relieved. ]
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[Or do you want to know why he thinks you didn't, because you probably have the same reasons as he does, if you actually can't put it into words.]
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It just hurts to think on it. ]
I wanted her to step down. [ Her voice is quiet; and young in a way she isn't anymore. ] I also couldn't do it in good conscience. Not after...
[ She looks askance. You're everywhere, Gio -- yes, Gio. You'd know that Hikaru came to her house, just as she has a feeling that you'd likely know how things have gone down with Aria and the Blade King. ]
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[Yes, he saw all of that. It isn't too hard, catching things even if one happens to NOT be at the actual place or in the area when something big happens. It helps, as well, having the Key for one's wife.]
Then you could not do it. None of us could, even if some of us wanted to.
['Some of us'. An odd turn of the phrase, or deliberate?]
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Reaching out now, to catch your hand briefly and offer a gentle squeeze before she lets hers fall away.
It's more for her than you, really. But she's always been a readily tactile creature. ]
David tried. [ She's not going to press just yet. ] But that's David.
[ A soft sigh, as she taps out the ash from her stick. ]
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[He knows that YOU know what he's really referring to here.]
Still. Even he backed down eventually.