[ Ange likes to think she's someone who's tough. Someone who can hold her own if she has to, if not just because life has taught her that she has to.
And yet Ethlyn waltzes over her so easily. She hardly even has to do a thing. All she does is say these few simple things, and Ange finds herself speechless, like she isn't even sure what to say. It feels so natural for a power like that to be used on Ethlyn instead for an entire variety of reasons, and yet Ethlyn somehow manages to make it sound like the way it went down is just the natural course of things.
It's like Ange shrinks on the spot a little, looking uncharacteristically shy. Like she doesn't even know what to say in the face of things. ]
.. It's still dumb. [ She manages to say after a few moments. Even her voice sounds so much tinier than the usual, and she doesn't dare look directly at Ethlyn. ]
So many people died. That should've been me, too.
[ Rather than someone useful. So many useful people must have been among the dead, and yet she's living once more, at the expense of a friend. ]
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And yet Ethlyn waltzes over her so easily. She hardly even has to do a thing. All she does is say these few simple things, and Ange finds herself speechless, like she isn't even sure what to say. It feels so natural for a power like that to be used on Ethlyn instead for an entire variety of reasons, and yet Ethlyn somehow manages to make it sound like the way it went down is just the natural course of things.
It's like Ange shrinks on the spot a little, looking uncharacteristically shy. Like she doesn't even know what to say in the face of things. ]
.. It's still dumb. [ She manages to say after a few moments. Even her voice sounds so much tinier than the usual, and she doesn't dare look directly at Ethlyn. ]
So many people died. That should've been me, too.
[ Rather than someone useful. So many useful people must have been among the dead, and yet she's living once more, at the expense of a friend. ]