[ She loves Sayaka. She'd waited for weeks, hoping that the girl would understand the nature of it - what love is, how empowering it is, how ... how it's unconditional, this love she had decided to adopt. Maybe she was projecting. It's too fast to have come up this way. But at every turn, she ultimately couldn't do anything for the girl. Every propping up saw the girl ripping herself back down. Every smile saw some new conflict. Every time she...
She couldn't help the girl, any more than she can truly save Karin.
Is that the heart of it? No? She couldn't help her brother either, her mother, her father- love was really?
(Love was Aligula's thing.)
And this girl is still scared of her.
Elda only barely hears her, or maybe... no, that's not accurate. She hears her, but doesn't process it immediately. She's small now, curled up on herself and sobbing nakedly into that ball. This - she's not done a thing other than just be awful and jealous and spiteful. Not anything of great substance.
... She'll feel better in the morning, of course she will. But right now, it hurts. ]
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She couldn't help the girl, any more than she can truly save Karin.
Is that the heart of it? No? She couldn't help her brother either, her mother, her father- love was really?
(Love was Aligula's thing.)
And this girl is still scared of her.
Elda only barely hears her, or maybe... no, that's not accurate. She hears her, but doesn't process it immediately. She's small now, curled up on herself and sobbing nakedly into that ball. This - she's not done a thing other than just be awful and jealous and spiteful. Not anything of great substance.
... She'll feel better in the morning, of course she will. But right now, it hurts. ]