[This is a mistake Ginia will wear as a scar for the rest of her life.
It's strange; she doesn't know Goku or Ken at all, only met Ayumu a week ago (how time flies in the Far shore), and does she really know Chikusa considering how stoic and aloof he is? But he asked for help and she couldn't say no.
(Too good, too caring, too stubborn, too prideful, too idiotic, too ruled by the chronic hero syndrome that's ruined most of her forgotten life, maybe one day she'll figure out why she couldn't say no.)
How long has it been? There's a heavy numbness beginning to settle into her limbs from the sustained position, the sustained borderline beginning to feel like a heavy weight on her chest, her mind. But Ginia is stubborn if nothing else; she can grit her teeth and keep going.
Ginia briefly glances at Chikusa and his pointed question, looking back at Ayumu as she steels herself.]
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It's strange; she doesn't know Goku or Ken at all, only met Ayumu a week ago (how time flies in the Far shore), and does she really know Chikusa considering how stoic and aloof he is? But he asked for help and she couldn't say no.
(Too good, too caring, too stubborn, too prideful, too idiotic, too ruled by the chronic hero syndrome that's ruined most of her forgotten life, maybe one day she'll figure out why she couldn't say no.)
How long has it been? There's a heavy numbness beginning to settle into her limbs from the sustained position, the sustained borderline beginning to feel like a heavy weight on her chest, her mind. But Ginia is stubborn if nothing else; she can grit her teeth and keep going.
Ginia briefly glances at Chikusa and his pointed question, looking back at Ayumu as she steels herself.]