[voice]

[followvoices]

I can't do it. I lost Simon [...] and I lost the surrogate I made. Both of them. [pause.] All of them. I'm not fit for it.

[She takes a deep breath. It pains her to say this, but something fuels her to do it anyway.]

Someone else....should take her. I didn't keep her safe. I didn't keep myself safe. Someone else has to do it.

[...]

Please.

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[playwitchu]

... Mother?

[followvoices]

I want you to be safe.

[playwitchu]

But I can keep you safe. So please no, Momma.

[followvoices]

It won't work. The roles can't be reversed. Not all the time.]

I'm sorry.

[playwitchu]

*The scarred up face frowns and she goes to shake her head rather firmly.*

But I can... Please Momma.

Please....

[followvoices]

[She is going to cry in a few seconds aikdflkjg. ;~; ]

I'm a bad mother.

[playwitchu]

*She is now gonna try and hug River.*

Momma isn't a bad momma. Momma is a good momma.