[ In a life that was never her own to control, struggle was just a part of her daily fight. And then it was part of her resistance. And then, in the end, it was her fatal rebellion.
She just never really thought of it as a life. This life, where she can make her own choices, even if they're within the confines of a killing game ... she has to get used to a whole different kind of struggle.
Xion wraps one of her hands around one of his wrists, a gentle, acknowledging hold. Her eyes search his face. Her eyes are still wet with tears, but she isn't actively crying now. Just watching him, as if trying to drink him in. ]
I have to live, [ she says, soft. ] Because ... my friends need me to.
[ Echoes of words that now feel long ago. ]
Even if it's selfish, I ... want to be there for them. For you, [ she says, a little more shy. ] Even if I don't need to give anything... I'd give everything if it meant I could help them.
[ She pauses, and then, perhaps surprisingly, laughs. Just once, and so quietly it's almost more of a huff of air. ]
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Date: 2017-02-07 01:10 am (UTC)She just never really thought of it as a life. This life, where she can make her own choices, even if they're within the confines of a killing game ... she has to get used to a whole different kind of struggle.
Xion wraps one of her hands around one of his wrists, a gentle, acknowledging hold. Her eyes search his face. Her eyes are still wet with tears, but she isn't actively crying now. Just watching him, as if trying to drink him in. ]
I have to live, [ she says, soft. ] Because ... my friends need me to.
[ Echoes of words that now feel long ago. ]
Even if it's selfish, I ... want to be there for them. For you, [ she says, a little more shy. ] Even if I don't need to give anything... I'd give everything if it meant I could help them.
[ She pauses, and then, perhaps surprisingly, laughs. Just once, and so quietly it's almost more of a huff of air. ]
As long as I can stay alive, too, I guess.