[She continues to watch him, letting him talk in what seems to Oona like a ramble. None of it seems to connect to the matter at hand, but maybe that's what Makoto needs right now. To just ramble and run in circles until her gets to where he needs to be.
Haru and Rin are gone.
Her first thought is, 'gone where?' The pool? An arcade? Her second thought is, 'he means gone' and the grief hits her in a dull blow. She had been dealing with the losses--for there were always some, people just disappearing and sometimes later reappearing--with just not acknowledging it. If someone was gone from the city, she pretended they didn't exist, tried not to think about them again or talk about them or anything like that. It was easier to pretend she didn't care, easier to act like it didn't hurt or that a small hole had opened in her life.
She puts her utensils down and her hands on her lap, fingers curling and uncurling in her clothes. Her expression has gone carefully blank, eyes darting about as she processes the information.
Oona can't ignore or pretend when it's brought to her face just like that.]
But I...did not give Haru new earrings yet... Or race Rin again... [it's all she can think to say, a weak protest as if somehow the gods (or CERES) would hear her, realize their mistake, and bring them back.]
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Haru and Rin are gone.
Her first thought is, 'gone where?' The pool? An arcade? Her second thought is, 'he means gone' and the grief hits her in a dull blow. She had been dealing with the losses--for there were always some, people just disappearing and sometimes later reappearing--with just not acknowledging it. If someone was gone from the city, she pretended they didn't exist, tried not to think about them again or talk about them or anything like that. It was easier to pretend she didn't care, easier to act like it didn't hurt or that a small hole had opened in her life.
She puts her utensils down and her hands on her lap, fingers curling and uncurling in her clothes. Her expression has gone carefully blank, eyes darting about as she processes the information.
Oona can't ignore or pretend when it's brought to her face just like that.]
But I...did not give Haru new earrings yet... Or race Rin again... [it's all she can think to say, a weak protest as if somehow the gods (or CERES) would hear her, realize their mistake, and bring them back.]