[Her hand closes on Ritsuka's, gratefully. That's all Mash needs to know that she was noticed, though she's not sure how much Ritsuka knows of why. Should she come out and say it? The name Roman feels heavy inside of her, impossible to lift out of her mouth. She feels the same dread she felt when she made her confession to Ritsuka—without any of the excited hope that accompanied that. It's so much easier to link their fingers together and grip on just a little more tightly than a casual moonwatching date would call for.
The longer she sits in silence, though, the harder it is to think she has anything worth saying at all, on that subject or any other. What finally comes out comes from deep within her. She hadn't expected to say it now. But she had wanted to, someday, say it at all, and apparently now is the time.]
. . . I'm sorry . . . that I wasn't there at the end.
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Date: 2019-05-15 06:24 pm (UTC)The longer she sits in silence, though, the harder it is to think she has anything worth saying at all, on that subject or any other. What finally comes out comes from deep within her. She hadn't expected to say it now. But she had wanted to, someday, say it at all, and apparently now is the time.]
. . . I'm sorry . . . that I wasn't there at the end.