Apr 24, 2011 13:08
[It's the spiritual equivalent of a hangover: pain, a nagging haze over some of the events of the past 168 hours, and most of all, remorse for the parts that are all too clear. Usagi holds it together well, though she doesn't sound quite like herself. Her eyes don't quite meet the camera, glancing downward instead.]
Everyone, I'm sorry. For all this past week, I'm sorry. I didn't mean the things I said at all. And I wasn't there to help everyone.
[She finally looks up.]
But I want to change that now. If I can do anything, just ask.