[It was clear that she had struck a nerve. She should have known better, saying something like that -- expecting someone else to lend their gifts for a cause that wasn't their own. If Junpei had said something similar to her, expected Angel to use her siren abilities to keep the station from tearing itself apart? She would have snapped too.]
[An apology was already forming on her lips when he spoke once more. His cracked through her like a whip. He had no way of knowing, not really, just how much each of those concepts (including daydreams) meant to her, how they had pushed her through a time not unlike this one. Deep down, she knew that his intention was far more superficial than that.]
[But rather than finish what she had started, rather than apologizing profusely to the man, her lips pressed into a thin line and she simply averted her gaze.]
You are right. [This was all she managed after the span of a few breaths.]
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[An apology was already forming on her lips when he spoke once more. His cracked through her like a whip. He had no way of knowing, not really, just how much each of those concepts (including daydreams) meant to her, how they had pushed her through a time not unlike this one. Deep down, she knew that his intention was far more superficial than that.]
[But rather than finish what she had started, rather than apologizing profusely to the man, her lips pressed into a thin line and she simply averted her gaze.]
You are right. [This was all she managed after the span of a few breaths.]