[ She hesitates before responding. It had been close to what Ruka tried to warn her about, when she first arrived with that mask. A disguise like that wouldn't last forever; the people who cared about her would find out the ruse at one point or another, like how Ruka did in only one conversation. That there were more important things going on than... whatever it was, that made her feel a fresh start was worth the effort. It was the same mistake Ruka had made, but at least they weren't facing down the possibility of fucking Atropos when Ruka first returned.
But the exhaustion is too plain in Kanaya's face, and in her dress, and the way she melts into the furniture, and there's no point to stoking that fire. ]
I'm sorry. [ The condolence is sincere. Her nail pulls at the edge of tape, a punctuating skreeeeeetch of adhesive splitting, tearing away from the cardboard. ] It wasn't anything I said, was it? I didn't mean to sabotage your chances.
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But the exhaustion is too plain in Kanaya's face, and in her dress, and the way she melts into the furniture, and there's no point to stoking that fire. ]
I'm sorry. [ The condolence is sincere. Her nail pulls at the edge of tape, a punctuating skreeeeeetch of adhesive splitting, tearing away from the cardboard. ] It wasn't anything I said, was it? I didn't mean to sabotage your chances.