He’s not wrong you know. Considering you’ve been through two of these and you can still hold your head up, even if it’s hard, and make other people smile…
[It's very nice of Tama to say. Very nice for so many people to say. So many nice things and sweet pats on the back, when she knows she hasn't done much worth warranting it in the first place. Took out a girl that everyone adored first thing, didn't she? As if she can't see how much everyone aches to have Vi back. How little she herself has been able to do to make herself useful in the wake, to make connections. To live up to better standards. Be an actual comfort to people instead of flubbing it up or making them come pity her instead.
Did she deserve this kind of freedom? Or was she written as a wafer thin archetype to fit a simple, childish story, and trying to be anything more than that is a fool's errand? It kind of bears out that she would struggle to be anything but a burden. This is all much too complex for the likes of her.
Sometimes she can say hey, I'm doing my best and it's not perfect but that's okay, because I chose to not have perfection anyway.
Others, she wants to bury herself in the deepest hole imaginable and vanish from sight and mind forever.
Today? She smiles at Tama.]
Thank you. [...] We're all holding our heads up as best as we can. Aren't we? No one gets through these without a few scrapes and bruises. Or things even bigger than that, really.
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Rosamund looks a bit raw, watching this again. Turning her face away, grimacing.]
I...well...he did remind me it wasn't all so bad...
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You are doing well.
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Did she deserve this kind of freedom? Or was she written as a wafer thin archetype to fit a simple, childish story, and trying to be anything more than that is a fool's errand? It kind of bears out that she would struggle to be anything but a burden. This is all much too complex for the likes of her.
Sometimes she can say hey, I'm doing my best and it's not perfect but that's okay, because I chose to not have perfection anyway.
Others, she wants to bury herself in the deepest hole imaginable and vanish from sight and mind forever.
Today? She smiles at Tama.]
Thank you. [...] We're all holding our heads up as best as we can. Aren't we? No one gets through these without a few scrapes and bruises. Or things even bigger than that, really.
We'll be all right.