[ She's a different kind, now — a person who thought about leaving Hitomi behind. A person who killed, who couldn't even control herself enough to stop hurting her friends. ]
Everything's supposed to balance out. All that good stuff I did... I think I lost sight of it a while ago. [ Things had seemed different, for a while, but how much of that was real? ] I really was stupid, huh?
[ And even now, that hasn't changed. The idea of running away passes briefly through her mind as she glances at the door, more obviously this time — instead she reaches out, hooking her fingers in Kyouko's shirt. This is selfish too, she thinks, but she presses their mouths together anyway; eyes squeezed shut in some futile attempt to keep herself from crying again. ]
argh
[ She's a different kind, now — a person who thought about leaving Hitomi behind. A person who killed, who couldn't even control herself enough to stop hurting her friends. ]
Everything's supposed to balance out. All that good stuff I did... I think I lost sight of it a while ago. [ Things had seemed different, for a while, but how much of that was real? ] I really was stupid, huh?
[ And even now, that hasn't changed. The idea of running away passes briefly through her mind as she glances at the door, more obviously this time — instead she reaches out, hooking her fingers in Kyouko's shirt. This is selfish too, she thinks, but she presses their mouths together anyway; eyes squeezed shut in some futile attempt to keep herself from crying again. ]