She kept it together. Senna didn't know if she agreed. Certain times, certain things... She couldn't. She just couldn't do this all the time. Her eyes shadowed, dropped for a moment. She wasn't sure if she was fooling herself. When she looked up, she had tried for a smile. "Nah, I didn't think so. You handled what was going on. You ran on your own two feet, and that matters. You were brave."
Didn't someone say that, there was a bravery in fear? Senna couldn't remember, and if she did, she didn't know if that memory was hers. Again, this stuff was rising up, and she couldn't do anything about it. Her hand reached out automatically, cupping the ball and looking at it. How would you make a person out of this? Maybe this wasn't the thing for Senna. She poked it with her other hand, impressing a fingerprint. "Thanks," she said softly. "But I think I'm--" Done. With this at least. For now. "--Okay. I will be anyway." Senna nudged Meche with her elbow, gesturing helplessly at the clay in her hands. Her face wore a pitiful how in her eyes and a smile. The deeper emotions were almost secreted away. Almost. "What'd you want to talk about?"
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She kept it together. Senna didn't know if she agreed. Certain times, certain things... She couldn't. She just couldn't do this all the time. Her eyes shadowed, dropped for a moment. She wasn't sure if she was fooling herself. When she looked up, she had tried for a smile. "Nah, I didn't think so. You handled what was going on. You ran on your own two feet, and that matters. You were brave."
Didn't someone say that, there was a bravery in fear? Senna couldn't remember, and if she did, she didn't know if that memory was hers. Again, this stuff was rising up, and she couldn't do anything about it. Her hand reached out automatically, cupping the ball and looking at it. How would you make a person out of this? Maybe this wasn't the thing for Senna. She poked it with her other hand, impressing a fingerprint. "Thanks," she said softly. "But I think I'm--" Done. With this at least. For now. "--Okay. I will be anyway." Senna nudged Meche with her elbow, gesturing helplessly at the clay in her hands. Her face wore a pitiful how in her eyes and a smile. The deeper emotions were almost secreted away. Almost. "What'd you want to talk about?"