[ The moment that he says that there isn't a chance of it, both of them say that single word in a resounding chorus, dark brown eyes widening in shock.
And it's this time that the copy's at a loss for words, which Raina takes advantage of that chance to swiftly attempt to grab Rean by the collar, her voice cracking with each syllable; there's something fierce there too, but it isn't as innately cruel as how the copy was being. ]
How can you say that when you don't even know what it is?!
[ ... Ah, she just admitted that her other self wasn't wrong. And she just pulls back and lets go, hanging her head as she takes a step back, immediately claiming up once again.
Don't say any more. He'll find out if you do. He'll hate you for sure if he does, regardless of what he said, she thinks, just allowing her copy to talk in her place. ]
"..."
"I can't believe you would say something like that, Rean. She's right, though. You don't know 'what' it is, and you're already making that assumption that you'll be okay with it? You're only going to hurt her more in the end when you find out. That's why she never said anything. And in normal circumstances, I wouldn't, either."
[ The copy does sigh, a little defeated as she glances away, crossing her arms and tapping her foot as if looking a little contemplative before finally answering his question. ]
"Alright, I'll help find the others. I don't want you to hate me, in the end."
[ The copy of Raina continues to smile at Rean, but there's something paperthin about it. Like she could almost tear apart any second. It's a similar condition to how the real one is feeling, looking rather drained and pale and now even folding her arms over, shaking, but to a lesser extent. ]
"I think there should be four others from my count given that they didn't somehow multiply themselves. I don't think they would have gotten too far, either, since it hasn't been that long since they showed up."
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[ The moment that he says that there isn't a chance of it, both of them say that single word in a resounding chorus, dark brown eyes widening in shock.
And it's this time that the copy's at a loss for words, which Raina takes advantage of that chance to swiftly attempt to grab Rean by the collar, her voice cracking with each syllable; there's something fierce there too, but it isn't as innately cruel as how the copy was being. ]
How can you say that when you don't even know what it is?!
[ ... Ah, she just admitted that her other self wasn't wrong. And she just pulls back and lets go, hanging her head as she takes a step back, immediately claiming up once again.
Don't say any more. He'll find out if you do. He'll hate you for sure if he does, regardless of what he said, she thinks, just allowing her copy to talk in her place. ]
"..."
"I can't believe you would say something like that, Rean. She's right, though. You don't know 'what' it is, and you're already making that assumption that you'll be okay with it? You're only going to hurt her more in the end when you find out. That's why she never said anything. And in normal circumstances, I wouldn't, either."
[ The copy does sigh, a little defeated as she glances away, crossing her arms and tapping her foot as if looking a little contemplative before finally answering his question. ]
"Alright, I'll help find the others. I don't want you to hate me, in the end."
[ The copy of Raina continues to smile at Rean, but there's something paperthin about it. Like she could almost tear apart any second. It's a similar condition to how the real one is feeling, looking rather drained and pale and now even folding her arms over, shaking, but to a lesser extent. ]
"I think there should be four others from my count given that they didn't somehow multiply themselves. I don't think they would have gotten too far, either, since it hasn't been that long since they showed up."