[To say that Tuan's been feeling at ease in the days following their last conversation would be too much said, but it's been a very long time since Tuan has felt "alright" so the fact that the days pass with the same dead-on-the-inside emptiness as always just doesn't mean anything anymore.
Miach is alive. Miach lives in House Two in the bedroom closest to the entrance. It wouldn't have even been a question to go before, but Tuan is exhausted. The longer she mulls it over in private, the more she's forced to conclude that her feelings were merely an afterthought to Miach - just as they had been to her own father. In the end, it's her own fault for thinking Miach cherished her as much as she cherished MIach. The fact that she still thinks about Miach every day despite knowing that just makes her even more pathetic than she'd given herself credit for.
Seeing a message from Miach is... unexpected. But reading only makes her sigh inaudibly.]
You weren't apologizing. I wasn't aware there was something to forgive.
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Date: 2018-01-25 12:55 am (UTC)Miach is alive. Miach lives in House Two in the bedroom closest to the entrance. It wouldn't have even been a question to go before, but Tuan is exhausted. The longer she mulls it over in private, the more she's forced to conclude that her feelings were merely an afterthought to Miach - just as they had been to her own father. In the end, it's her own fault for thinking Miach cherished her as much as she cherished MIach. The fact that she still thinks about Miach every day despite knowing that just makes her even more pathetic than she'd given herself credit for.
Seeing a message from Miach is... unexpected. But reading only makes her sigh inaudibly.]
You weren't apologizing. I wasn't aware there was something to forgive.