[The question has Alia sniffing, reaching up and wiping at her eyes, settling into her mind a bit more, even as the fireworks overhead cause tremors to rack through her body in rippling waves. She looks up at the other woman, tracing her features and reading in them – fear, barely suppressed, though not due to the sparkling, crackling lights above. Something else haunts her, coats her words with knowing.
Shuddering at each explosion, Alia keeps her gaze on the stranger, not on the bright fireworks.] I care for myself. I am – more than I am, and there is nobody to look after me, save him. He would do more, if I allowed it. If destiny allowed.
[Shaking her head, she thinks to finally relax her clutching grip, let it relax, slip free of the other’s arms.] The one here, the brother I didn’t know – he has no knowledge of what happens in the future. Only I carry it. Me alone.
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[The question has Alia sniffing, reaching up and wiping at her eyes, settling into her mind a bit more, even as the fireworks overhead cause tremors to rack through her body in rippling waves. She looks up at the other woman, tracing her features and reading in them – fear, barely suppressed, though not due to the sparkling, crackling lights above. Something else haunts her, coats her words with knowing.
Shuddering at each explosion, Alia keeps her gaze on the stranger, not on the bright fireworks.] I care for myself. I am – more than I am, and there is nobody to look after me, save him. He would do more, if I allowed it. If destiny allowed.
[Shaking her head, she thinks to finally relax her clutching grip, let it relax, slip free of the other’s arms.] The one here, the brother I didn’t know – he has no knowledge of what happens in the future. Only I carry it. Me alone.