Back when my mom died, I kinda went a little bit crazy. Made a bunch of bad decisions, started doing things I shouldn't have. I thought I was trying to find something to fill the hole where she'd been.
When I realized that, I realized that what I'd really been looking for wasn't something to fill that hole with, but a way to cope with it instead. And I'd found it--I'd made new friends and grown up a lot. I think that growing up has a lot to do with that searching-for-something feeling.
[Does that even answer the question? Is it even similar? Whatever.]
[Silence follows Asuka's words for quite a while as Aara tries to take all that in. When she responds, her words are slow to start.]
I am sorry for your loss. She must have been a wonderful woman, Asuka. Maybe... one day... if you find yourself willing you could tell me about her.
[Another pause, this one longer than the first. Confusion rings in her tone.]
I think... you are right. Perhaps I am also looking to fill a hole. Or thought I was. Perhaps, as I continue to grow, I will find the answer I am looking for.
Maybe it's something you never knew you were missing in the first place.
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[Hearing Asuka's voice quickly prompts a smile in response. Her heart is already lifting, and she tilts her head curiously down at her journal.]
You may very well be right, but then what would it be? And how would I find it?
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There are a lot of things it could be.
[He's smiling at his journal, a little bit bittersweet.]
But that's the trouble--if you never knew you were missing it, it's hard to pinpoint until you actually find it.
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[She hums into the journal, the sound almost human.]
I suppose... I shall simply have to continue my search until I find it, then.
Have you ever searched for something, only to later find out what exactly it was?
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Yeah. I have.
Back when my mom died, I kinda went a little bit crazy. Made a bunch of bad decisions, started doing things I shouldn't have. I thought I was trying to find something to fill the hole where she'd been.
When I realized that, I realized that what I'd really been looking for wasn't something to fill that hole with, but a way to cope with it instead. And I'd found it--I'd made new friends and grown up a lot. I think that growing up has a lot to do with that searching-for-something feeling.
[Does that even answer the question? Is it even similar? Whatever.]
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I am sorry for your loss. She must have been a wonderful woman, Asuka. Maybe... one day... if you find yourself willing you could tell me about her.
[Another pause, this one longer than the first. Confusion rings in her tone.]
I think... you are right. Perhaps I am also looking to fill a hole. Or thought I was. Perhaps, as I continue to grow, I will find the answer I am looking for.
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