[She exhales in something like relief, the dormant mark on her tongue visible when it pauses against her lip.]
Your promise carries its weight in gold.
[Will Dehya's memory hurt her to receive again? Cantarella wonders. The situation was already so complex, and it's not as if a single answer can resolve feelings that took years to steep and brew.
And she...could keep her from feeling that wave of uncertain feelings, couldn't she, if she held on? But it isn't her lie to tell; it isn't.]
[Dehya smiles a little.] And I meant what I said, if you ever need to talk. Maybe I can't help physically, but at least you don't have to carry it alone.
WELL NOW WE CAN'T TALK, CAN WE, DEHYA. unless we backtag
I'd quite enjoy that. [It is, at least partially, because Dehya's company now feels irresistibly soothing, and she'll be restless with her out of her sight.
... But it's also simply nice to have the companionship.] Stop by any time; there's always a place for you.
All further threads will be done with Schrödinger's Dehya
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Your promise carries its weight in gold.
[Will Dehya's memory hurt her to receive again? Cantarella wonders. The situation was already so complex, and it's not as if a single answer can resolve feelings that took years to steep and brew.
And she...could keep her from feeling that wave of uncertain feelings, couldn't she, if she held on? But it isn't her lie to tell; it isn't.]
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WELL NOW WE CAN'T TALK, CAN WE, DEHYA. unless we backtag
... But it's also simply nice to have the companionship.] Stop by any time; there's always a place for you.
All further threads will be done with Schrödinger's Dehya
I have a lot more reason to come by the library lately, so I hope I find you here.