[She doesn't blame her. Senpai doesn't blame her. Tsubasa doesn't blame her. Chris looks up in astonishment, and her jaw falls open a bit as all she can do is stare.
Why was Chris always so quick to absolve others while also holding herself accountable at the same time?
Her body moved before she could really think about it seriously, and before Chris knew it, her arms were wrapping around Tsubasa as she pulled her into another hug. There were no words as she rested her face against the taller young woman's shoulder, tears still running down her face. Eventually, a quiet "thank you" slips out.
There'd be no recoiling in fear this time. She wanted Tsubasa to know how much this meant to her.]
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Tsubasa relating all this to her own experiences surprised her as well. Truth be told, she'd never considered the role Tsubasa played in creating Finé. Because... she was her friend. And they'd all suffered, hadn't they?
Why was Chris always so quick to absolve others while also holding herself accountable at the same time?
Her body moved before she could really think about it seriously, and before Chris knew it, her arms were wrapping around Tsubasa as she pulled her into another hug. There were no words as she rested her face against the taller young woman's shoulder, tears still running down her face. Eventually, a quiet "thank you" slips out.
There'd be no recoiling in fear this time. She wanted Tsubasa to know how much this meant to her.]