[ Who is she even angry at now? Herself, for not seeing? Billy, for being right even as she struggles with how easily everyone else took him back into the group? And what grounds does she have for that, hypocrite, when Waltaquin... ]
Why didn't you ask me?
[ Every week she's been forced to confront how little she can do here. Accept it, pick herself back up. Move forward, move forward. Having to ask herself what she would do if it were someone she loved standing before everyone at the trial. What she would do if this were all a farce, if no one were to blame and the administrators forced them to choose someone.
She never wanted to arrive here like this. ]
It didn't have to be Nona! Do you think I wanted to get out any less desperately than you did?! Do you think I was happier being helpless in front of the administrators than you were?! What now, Waltaquin?!
cw: borderline suicidal ideation
Why didn't you ask me?
[ Every week she's been forced to confront how little she can do here. Accept it, pick herself back up. Move forward, move forward. Having to ask herself what she would do if it were someone she loved standing before everyone at the trial. What she would do if this were all a farce, if no one were to blame and the administrators forced them to choose someone.
She never wanted to arrive here like this. ]
It didn't have to be Nona! Do you think I wanted to get out any less desperately than you did?! Do you think I was happier being helpless in front of the administrators than you were?! What now, Waltaquin?!