[Mia had certainly not let go of Eleanor's hand by choice.
Really, as Ghost, she'd only gone along because Eleanor had already burned herself into the case files in Mia's mind as an impressive and interesting person. Though Ghost could barely understand how she was a part of it, she had memories of Eleanor rallying those elves as if she was from behind a veil, watching Michael and Eleanor and the elves speak without her centerpoint even being acknowledged. It had been simple to accept assisting Eleanor on her quest- Ghost had a reason to protect Eleanor, and Ghost would follow their duty. The decision to hold Eleanor's hand as they faced their fate had been a simple one; if she could not save Eleanor, then she'd die supporting her, by her side.
But she hadn't. Eleanor'd gotten her way, her foolish, selfless way-- and had died without her *and* without a few of her elves. It'd been a conflicting feeling, even if at first Mia's only priority had been returning to Lion. But Ghost had two days to ponder, and to help with the mending and tending, and to process.]
Two days, is what.
[Ghost answers, striding over to Eleanor's side to look her over, brows knitting at the sight of Eleanor's eyes as she pushes some of Eleanor's hair out of her face.]
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Really, as Ghost, she'd only gone along because Eleanor had already burned herself into the case files in Mia's mind as an impressive and interesting person. Though Ghost could barely understand how she was a part of it, she had memories of Eleanor rallying those elves as if she was from behind a veil, watching Michael and Eleanor and the elves speak without her centerpoint even being acknowledged. It had been simple to accept assisting Eleanor on her quest- Ghost had a reason to protect Eleanor, and Ghost would follow their duty. The decision to hold Eleanor's hand as they faced their fate had been a simple one; if she could not save Eleanor, then she'd die supporting her, by her side.
But she hadn't. Eleanor'd gotten her way, her foolish, selfless way-- and had died without her *and* without a few of her elves. It'd been a conflicting feeling, even if at first Mia's only priority had been returning to Lion. But Ghost had two days to ponder, and to help with the mending and tending, and to process.]
Two days, is what.
[Ghost answers, striding over to Eleanor's side to look her over, brows knitting at the sight of Eleanor's eyes as she pushes some of Eleanor's hair out of her face.]
Ah...
[That's no good.]