[How he reminds her of something, when he smiles. Of days when she had been free, when she had learned what that even was, taught patiently by a strong and gentle hand. Precious, all too short days. It makes her feel even smaller, even weaker, in a way, and yet at the same time... comforted. Things she could not nor might ever express in words, struggling even now to find the proper ones for what she came to say.
What she came here for.
But all that she manages at first is to look away from that smile, down at her human legs, her hands, her damnable chest, mouth opening and closing uselessly before the world come out.]
... my lord has gone. Returned to his world, and to his duties.
[While she remains, shamefully hoping that Hathaway will keep their promise. That even if she can never go home, never see it... that at least those jinba, those orphaned young ones and their guardians, Koume and the foal just beginning to round her belly, Kohibari, who she had once despised for his armlessness, Matsukaze, who she had once hunted... (Matsukaze-)]
...
[She meant to say more, but just that little took so much.]
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What she came here for.
But all that she manages at first is to look away from that smile, down at her human legs, her hands, her damnable chest, mouth opening and closing uselessly before the world come out.]
... my lord has gone. Returned to his world, and to his duties.
[While she remains, shamefully hoping that Hathaway will keep their promise. That even if she can never go home, never see it... that at least those jinba, those orphaned young ones and their guardians, Koume and the foal just beginning to round her belly, Kohibari, who she had once despised for his armlessness, Matsukaze, who she had once hunted... (Matsukaze-)]
...
[She meant to say more, but just that little took so much.]