[Her lips part in a surprise that she almost immediately realizes is foolish. It seems to her that no matter how long she lives, how many times she makes the same mistakes, she never quite learns her lesson. Too much, it's always too much. She really must learn to hold back properly.]
... Of course you don't. [It's not an accusation; it's an agreement, utterly devoid of bitterness, soft and sympathetic and apologetic despite her choice to refrain from using the 's' word again.] It was... my mistake. I should have known better.
[It feels oddly like a lie, not divulging everything and beseeching his forgiveness immediately, but it would only make a mess. Peculiarly, she finds herself almost wishing for an interruption, that she might keep from sticking her foot in her mouth all over again. Silent for a moment, she regards him from across the space between them and wonders how everything got so... complicated. There's no table there now, no DiZ, no Riku, no Organization, and yet--]
Some day-- [She pauses, wavering briefly, and then, with the gentlest of smiles and something almost like determination,] -- it'll all make sense.
[It's a promise, and it's one she makes only in the privacy of her mind. Even if he hates her, in the end - even if it makes him never speak to her again, she'll explain it all, when the time comes. She owes him that much.]
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... Of course you don't. [It's not an accusation; it's an agreement, utterly devoid of bitterness, soft and sympathetic and apologetic despite her choice to refrain from using the 's' word again.] It was... my mistake. I should have known better.
[It feels oddly like a lie, not divulging everything and beseeching his forgiveness immediately, but it would only make a mess. Peculiarly, she finds herself almost wishing for an interruption, that she might keep from sticking her foot in her mouth all over again. Silent for a moment, she regards him from across the space between them and wonders how everything got so... complicated. There's no table there now, no DiZ, no Riku, no Organization, and yet--]
Some day-- [She pauses, wavering briefly, and then, with the gentlest of smiles and something almost like determination,] -- it'll all make sense.
[It's a promise, and it's one she makes only in the privacy of her mind. Even if he hates her, in the end - even if it makes him never speak to her again, she'll explain it all, when the time comes. She owes him that much.]