[ Whether it was simply out of sheer instinct or just not willing to watch her mother die again, as soon as Akechi got out those words? She closed her eyes, bowing her head. She'd seen the sadness in those yellow eyes, even with that smile she'd been given.
Silence seemed to pass after that, allowing it to fill the air between them before her shoulders fell a bit and she exhaled a breath she hadn't been aware she was even holding. ]
...I... want to ask you something. That's okay, right?
[ Something that's better to dwell on right now instead of the hurt clutching at her chest like a vice. Futaba hated feeling this pain and how she was lacking the inability to do something about it other than just turn her focus elsewhere.
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Silence seemed to pass after that, allowing it to fill the air between them before her shoulders fell a bit and she exhaled a breath she hadn't been aware she was even holding. ]
...I... want to ask you something. That's okay, right?
[ Something that's better to dwell on right now instead of the hurt clutching at her chest like a vice. Futaba hated feeling this pain and how she was lacking the inability to do something about it other than just turn her focus elsewhere.
If she didn't, it felt like she'd fall apart. ]