[ daylight looks down at his servos that have now retreated to his lap, curled into tight fists. it hurts how tightly he's clenching his fists and how tight his core feels in his chassis, stuttering and spinning so hard and fast it feels like it'll collapse on itself.
he hates that he has the answer. he hates that this is his immediate answer. ]
I never knew her.... [ it says awful in his mouth to say it. more than ever, in the revelation of this memory and how it colours his life. ] And I trusted my Auntie Laura and Uncle Leeds and the others’ accounts of her. They were best friends. They went through so much. If there was anyone I can trust about her, it was them.
[ ... and he can’t trust in their word anymore, given their involvement in this.
he looks at madam lutece again, his optics dim and his winglets pulled low behind his back. ]
What happened in what you saw? Was what they were doing the right thing, after all?
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[ daylight looks down at his servos that have now retreated to his lap, curled into tight fists. it hurts how tightly he's clenching his fists and how tight his core feels in his chassis, stuttering and spinning so hard and fast it feels like it'll collapse on itself.
he hates that he has the answer. he hates that this is his immediate answer. ]
I never knew her.... [ it says awful in his mouth to say it. more than ever, in the revelation of this memory and how it colours his life. ] And I trusted my Auntie Laura and Uncle Leeds and the others’ accounts of her. They were best friends. They went through so much. If there was anyone I can trust about her, it was them.
[ ... and he can’t trust in their word anymore, given their involvement in this.
he looks at madam lutece again, his optics dim and his winglets pulled low behind his back. ]
What happened in what you saw? Was what they were doing the right thing, after all?