I'm-- sorry. [It's a little muffled and she laughs, but there's no humor in it. She's feels like an idiot and slowly her hands fall away with a sniff and fingers curl around the omamori again.
There's still a part of her that wants to lash out; that she should be able to protect them, that she should have done more, somehow, some way. But she knows, too, that he's right, as difficult as it was to swallow. Yuu's death was her fault, at least partly, and no amount of pretty words would change that.
She takes a deep breath and wipes at her face (she didn't cry again, not really, though a few tears managed to fall loose), looking to him silently for a long moment. The 'thank you' is on the tip of her tongue, but that doesn't even being to encompass her gratitude. He didn't have to do this, after all. Any of this.]
My debt to you keeps growing. [It's said lightly and Rei smiles a little] I don't know how I'm going to repay it at this rate.
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There's still a part of her that wants to lash out; that she should be able to protect them, that she should have done more, somehow, some way. But she knows, too, that he's right, as difficult as it was to swallow. Yuu's death was her fault, at least partly, and no amount of pretty words would change that.
She takes a deep breath and wipes at her face (she didn't cry again, not really, though a few tears managed to fall loose), looking to him silently for a long moment. The 'thank you' is on the tip of her tongue, but that doesn't even being to encompass her gratitude. He didn't have to do this, after all. Any of this.]
My debt to you keeps growing. [It's said lightly and Rei smiles a little] I don't know how I'm going to repay it at this rate.