[052] Another Loss

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[Usagi is in her room, arms wrapped tightly around herself as she sits on the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest. It's as if she wants to quite literally try to hold herself together, as if she might break into pieces if she lets go

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My condolences, Mademoiselle.

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Thank you.

[What else is there to say? Michiru had been a part of her life since so long ago; and even for quite awhile here in Adstringendum. They laughed together, comforted each other when Haruka left, talked together and spent time together. They did little things for each other, and big things like the painting she asked Michiru for - forever partly finished, now.

Michiru would hate that, to have left behind unfinished work.]

It's alright, isn't it, since she's home?

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Of course. But loss is never pleasant.

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[She constantly consciously reminds herself: Rei is here, Minako is here, Setsuna is here, Yuuichirou is here...

It doesn't help as much as it used to. She's had a year of how temporary Adstringendum seems to be, and how fleeting.]

Mm. But I still hope to see them again some day. Here or at home.

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And hope gets you far, doesn't it?

[He's not being harsh with her - his voice is gentle enough. But there's a bit of sharpness here all the same. Just a bit.]

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[She seems to entirely miss the sharpness. To her, it's simple truth. Without hope, she'd have collapsed long ago - or certainly when Mamoru left, when she hasn't had a truly happy time since.]

Mm. It does. Thank you for reminding me.