...Besides, regardless of having siblings or not, it was hard on all of us. It wasn't like we walked in that place expecting we'd have to end the suffering of one of our own.
[they'd walked in there expecting to watch one of their own fight to the death with one of his closest friends, instead. and for a brief moment, when the pair of them had walked through the archway together, she'd thought that was it. that they were free. that, somehow, they'd avoided any further bloodshed this week.
she couldn't have been more wrong.]
...there has to be some way to prevent... these refractions. There must be.
I want there to be. But at this point...it does seem to be involved with emotions, and the imbalance of color. With emotion...well. We get plenty of that every week. Its easier said than done.
[Its not like they can bottle it up, either. Look at what happened to Malik.]
...and it's not as though we can make ourselves not feel, either. We might be able to keep ourselves from acting on our feelings in normal circumstances, but that doesn't make the feelings any less real.
[...malik is still dead. there's no changing that. and jiuqing can't help but think that, being refracted, he probably had something to do with chinatsu's death.
but... at least he wasn't able to kill anyone else, before he went.]
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[....]
[She glances down. The more metaphorical injury here won't heal quickly, though.]
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jiuqing gives her hand a soft squeeze.]
...it was difficult, wasn't it?
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[She glances back at Su.]
So it's hardly the first time I've...dealt with something like that.
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jiuqing can sympathize, though, and she puts a hand on hot pants's arm, mindful of the color lava burns.]
...that doesn't make it any easier. In a way, I would think that would make it harder.
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[She looks at that hand on her arm, frowning.]
...Besides, regardless of having siblings or not, it was hard on all of us. It wasn't like we walked in that place expecting we'd have to end the suffering of one of our own.
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[they'd walked in there expecting to watch one of their own fight to the death with one of his closest friends, instead. and for a brief moment, when the pair of them had walked through the archway together, she'd thought that was it. that they were free. that, somehow, they'd avoided any further bloodshed this week.
she couldn't have been more wrong.]
...there has to be some way to prevent... these refractions. There must be.
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[Its not like they can bottle it up, either. Look at what happened to Malik.]
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...and it's not as though we can make ourselves not feel, either. We might be able to keep ourselves from acting on our feelings in normal circumstances, but that doesn't make the feelings any less real.
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[...She reaches over a hand, a little weakly, to touch Su's hand.]
I'm glad it didn't get worse than it did.
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[...malik is still dead. there's no changing that. and jiuqing can't help but think that, being refracted, he probably had something to do with chinatsu's death.
but... at least he wasn't able to kill anyone else, before he went.]