[ It's frightening at first. But then, of course it would be for a girl like her, frightened of just about everything. But the fear passes just as quick as it surfaces. It's dark, but a quiet, soothing sort of darkness. The sort that settles behind your eyes during a long, restful sleep. How long is it exactly since Ai's had one of those?
She doesn't know any of those voices - not the ones that aren't his, anyway. Even so, they sound familiar and she wonders if it's because the confusion, the disappointment and the frustration is just the same as what she's heard her whole life.
He's not the only one who lies, after all.
She's here to be shown something, right? She's here to understand, if she can. The prospect makes her skin prickle with anxiety. She can hardly understand other people at the best of times. How is a girl like her supposed to make any sense of him?
But she's here because she wanted to try. So she has to at least... try. ]
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She doesn't know any of those voices - not the ones that aren't his, anyway. Even so, they sound familiar and she wonders if it's because the confusion, the disappointment and the frustration is just the same as what she's heard her whole life.
He's not the only one who lies, after all.
She's here to be shown something, right? She's here to understand, if she can. The prospect makes her skin prickle with anxiety. She can hardly understand other people at the best of times. How is a girl like her supposed to make any sense of him?
But she's here because she wanted to try. So she has to at least... try. ]