[Hayame has been in this awful world long enough not to be fully shocked by those words- the idea that, if not for the hurt words of a child begging their father to come back to him, that Set would be her enemy, and it might be him she seeks to kill just as intently as that demon that had tortured her, or the madmen who urged on Zenith.
But it is still unsettling. Because without Set... She might not even be where she was, either. She would be... less hurt, perhaps, but more angry, still untouched and hating her sex, she might not even be-
It feels selfish to think only of how her life would be changed, but at the same time so presumptuous to imagine how his might be.]
... I do not need reminding.
[Anger or dismissal is not what is in those words, though. They are just sad. (And maybe a little scared.)]
...
He said he would shatter my shard for me, if Zenith won.
[He had said he would save a place for her in the new world. But the idea of it, the burn of Meridian surging through her... had burned out that tiny, tiny bit of betrayal that existed in the corner of her hearts. In its place, that was the only promise they could have now.]
I suppose I cannot chastise you for believing in that, while I believe him truthful about what he has told me.
[She never thought Amos was a liar. He was a lot of things. An honorless brute, a fool who believed that sacred bitch without question, but not necessarily a liar.]
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But it is still unsettling. Because without Set... She might not even be where she was, either. She would be... less hurt, perhaps, but more angry, still untouched and hating her sex, she might not even be-
It feels selfish to think only of how her life would be changed, but at the same time so presumptuous to imagine how his might be.]
... I do not need reminding.
[Anger or dismissal is not what is in those words, though. They are just sad. (And maybe a little scared.)]
...
He said he would shatter my shard for me, if Zenith won.
[He had said he would save a place for her in the new world. But the idea of it, the burn of Meridian surging through her... had burned out that tiny, tiny bit of betrayal that existed in the corner of her hearts. In its place, that was the only promise they could have now.]
I suppose I cannot chastise you for believing in that, while I believe him truthful about what he has told me.
[She never thought Amos was a liar. He was a lot of things. An honorless brute, a fool who believed that sacred bitch without question, but not necessarily a liar.]