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[Triela's hair is down and she's in pajamas, and to be quite honest, it's only video because of tired, slipping thumbs. She's sitting in her bedroom with a stack of books and papers beside her; her chin is in her hand. Her face is faintly tearstained, but she doesn't at all look or sound upset- and she isn't. Just a little damp.]
You know, I went to bed as usual and then I woke up only a little bit after. I wondered what was up at first... I realized I hadn't been stargazing in a while. The circumstances here don't really call for it, you know? At [she forces herself to say] home, the girls I lived with- we'd go out and do that sometimes. Outside on the ground, or sometimes even on the roof of one of the buildings. Sometimes we'd be accompanied by fratello...
[A beat. To clarify,] By one or two of the brothers. Henrietta - she was one of the youngest - a lot of the time, it was her brother who'd go with us. If I overachieved and made enough time for him, sometimes mine would.
And I guess it's keeping me awake. Every so often, something would come up and our routine at home would get disrupted- but we'd always return to it. After everyone was rested up and in working order, we'd find time to go outside with each other again. There was a meteor shower...
I guess, um- creature of habit, right? It's small stuff like that which bothers me about being here more than anything else.
[Throughout her words, she's got a small smile- then, though, it fades, and she pulls her hand from her chin to look at it.]
...Except Hilshire, that is.
[For a few seconds, she's completely lost in thought - there's longing all over her face - and then she turns and reaches for her NV to pick it up.] I wonder if watching them through the window would be the same.
You know, I went to bed as usual and then I woke up only a little bit after. I wondered what was up at first... I realized I hadn't been stargazing in a while. The circumstances here don't really call for it, you know? At [she forces herself to say] home, the girls I lived with- we'd go out and do that sometimes. Outside on the ground, or sometimes even on the roof of one of the buildings. Sometimes we'd be accompanied by fratello...
[A beat. To clarify,] By one or two of the brothers. Henrietta - she was one of the youngest - a lot of the time, it was her brother who'd go with us. If I overachieved and made enough time for him, sometimes mine would.
And I guess it's keeping me awake. Every so often, something would come up and our routine at home would get disrupted- but we'd always return to it. After everyone was rested up and in working order, we'd find time to go outside with each other again. There was a meteor shower...
I guess, um- creature of habit, right? It's small stuff like that which bothers me about being here more than anything else.
[Throughout her words, she's got a small smile- then, though, it fades, and she pulls her hand from her chin to look at it.]
...Except Hilshire, that is.
[For a few seconds, she's completely lost in thought - there's longing all over her face - and then she turns and reaches for her NV to pick it up.] I wonder if watching them through the window would be the same.