[And she's ready to fight for the rest of her life. And she's already tired of fighting. But more than anything she's just angry, this vortex of anger maybe more than a year old now that's lurching its way to the surface through every fissure that Kishibe and the Eaters and the station and the Devil and the Hunger and the relics and fuuuuucking Wonderland have opened. And she can't drown in it, she can't or this place will make her puke it up, it's taken her most potent freedom from her and that just stings further.
Erika fumbles with her gauntlet and fails to get it off, so she just gives Kaede her armored hand instead. She's careful not to press with the claws.]
Sorry. I - mmm. I want to know how you feel. This is about those texts. [yeah.] Even if it's bad, even - if it's good. I just want to know, not for anyone else, just to - to be your friend.
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[And she's ready to fight for the rest of her life. And she's already tired of fighting. But more than anything she's just angry, this vortex of anger maybe more than a year old now that's lurching its way to the surface through every fissure that Kishibe and the Eaters and the station and the Devil and the Hunger and the relics and fuuuuucking Wonderland have opened. And she can't drown in it, she can't or this place will make her puke it up, it's taken her most potent freedom from her and that just stings further.
Erika fumbles with her gauntlet and fails to get it off, so she just gives Kaede her armored hand instead. She's careful not to press with the claws.]
Sorry. I - mmm. I want to know how you feel. This is about those texts. [yeah.] Even if it's bad, even - if it's good. I just want to know, not for anyone else, just to - to be your friend.