[ Shion doesn't need context for her blood to run cold at the words spoken. Wataganashi. It might be an innocent cotton-drifting festival now, but Shion knows. She knows the other, darker interpretation of that word. Shion knows the pain and suffering that the word carries behind it, one that the modern era has done its best to shed and forget in the same way that a cicada might shed its shell.
But she doesn't even need that knowledge to act.
Shion doesn't trust the natives here, nor does she trust the travelers from other worlds. She trusts her friends, though - her precious sister, her precious friends, who had fought alongside her to achieve a miracle. Her precious friends, the only people who had ever truly accepted her.
So thought doesn't guide her actions, and before she knows it Shion is knelt beside Hanyuu, a hand on her back, leaning forward to watch her. She keeps her voice low and soothing, calming - the concern covering the bubbling rage at this world, which would cause them so much pain and deprive them of the happiness they'd earned. ]
Shh... It's okay. You have nothing to apologize for. It's just me, Hanyuu. it's Shion, see...?
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[ Shion doesn't need context for her blood to run cold at the words spoken. Wataganashi. It might be an innocent cotton-drifting festival now, but Shion knows. She knows the other, darker interpretation of that word. Shion knows the pain and suffering that the word carries behind it, one that the modern era has done its best to shed and forget in the same way that a cicada might shed its shell.
But she doesn't even need that knowledge to act.
Shion doesn't trust the natives here, nor does she trust the travelers from other worlds. She trusts her friends, though - her precious sister, her precious friends, who had fought alongside her to achieve a miracle. Her precious friends, the only people who had ever truly accepted her.
So thought doesn't guide her actions, and before she knows it Shion is knelt beside Hanyuu, a hand on her back, leaning forward to watch her. She keeps her voice low and soothing, calming - the concern covering the bubbling rage at this world, which would cause them so much pain and deprive them of the happiness they'd earned. ]
Shh... It's okay. You have nothing to apologize for. It's just me, Hanyuu. it's Shion, see...?