[ her hand shakes as she watches the scene, but her expression remains distant. distant like someone so accustomed to observing, monitoring, to only watching from afar but unable to have a direct hand in it.
unlike the emotions running through the others, pushing them to the barrier and trying. she stays where she is, keeping herself on the outside. this Scenario is not hers. even if she wants to help. her voice is quiet, distant still. ]
It's going to be like this every week. [ isn't it? she has seen so much in her lifetime, but even she can still be affected by it, but for those who haven't lived as long as she has.. their pain is much fresher. hurts so much more. she looks onto them all, a little heartbroken. ]
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unlike the emotions running through the others, pushing them to the barrier and trying. she stays where she is, keeping herself on the outside. this Scenario is not hers. even if she wants to help. her voice is quiet, distant still. ]
It's going to be like this every week. [ isn't it? she has seen so much in her lifetime, but even she can still be affected by it, but for those who haven't lived as long as she has.. their pain is much fresher. hurts so much more. she looks onto them all, a little heartbroken. ]