[ she sucks a sharp breath, anyway, when a hand finds her shoulder. his words might not be startling, but his presence is. and it's not really about the surprise, per se, so much as the fact that it means he's now in danger of astra too.
guilt wells up in juna's chest, flooding her lungs, sputtering her breath when she first tries to draw it. ] Me? [ confused. ] You shouldn't have come out here.
[ she's a mess. a bane on every life she touches. but his life being at risk is easier to defend than her own, a more worthy cause to work herself up to, so she grabs onto his shoulder in turn and starts to rise, drawing him up with her. ]
We can't outrun it. [ pessimism isn't perhaps her most flattering trait, but she can't help it. he needs to know how hopeless it is. she should know just how powerful astra is. ]
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guilt wells up in juna's chest, flooding her lungs, sputtering her breath when she first tries to draw it. ] Me? [ confused. ] You shouldn't have come out here.
[ she's a mess. a bane on every life she touches. but his life being at risk is easier to defend than her own, a more worthy cause to work herself up to, so she grabs onto his shoulder in turn and starts to rise, drawing him up with her. ]
We can't outrun it. [ pessimism isn't perhaps her most flattering trait, but she can't help it. he needs to know how hopeless it is. she should know just how powerful astra is. ]