Oh, that sends something spinning through her chest that she can't identify but doesn't need to. She already knows it's something unpleasant. It's a stab of something like panic and fright mixed up with pity at the thought of a world where her father dies... alone? ]
Was-- was he alone?
[ Izunia isn't privy to the unvoiced question in her head but Clarita wears her heart on her sleeve, has never been taught to do anything but. So that fright and that sorrow is clear as day on her face. ]
I... it's frightening to think of a world without myself. But... but a world where he's all alone-- I don't know if I could bear there. You were with him at least, weren't you?
are you truly ever tho
Oh.
Oh, that sends something spinning through her chest that she can't identify but doesn't need to. She already knows it's something unpleasant. It's a stab of something like panic and fright mixed up with pity at the thought of a world where her father dies... alone? ]
Was-- was he alone?
[ Izunia isn't privy to the unvoiced question in her head but Clarita wears her heart on her sleeve, has never been taught to do anything but. So that fright and that sorrow is clear as day on her face. ]
I... it's frightening to think of a world without myself. But... but a world where he's all alone-- I don't know if I could bear there. You were with him at least, weren't you?