[For someone raised in the Order, Alessa's anger borders on incomprehensible. She merely stands there, remaining eerily calm. She can't offer apologies for something she isn't sorry about.
All of that rage and anger, for doing what Alessa wanted to bring about Paradise on Earth, is something she can't understand, and it shows on her face. It's muted, incredibly muted, but her gaze falls.]
I won't trouble you.
[She doesn't want to stay out of her way, of course. It doesn't matter to her that this is Alessa reborn, because this is still her dear friend. So it's so very painful to agree to such a thing.
That the thread on her hand catches at this choice isn't something Claudia notices.]
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All of that rage and anger, for doing what Alessa wanted to bring about Paradise on Earth, is something she can't understand, and it shows on her face. It's muted, incredibly muted, but her gaze falls.]
I won't trouble you.
[She doesn't want to stay out of her way, of course. It doesn't matter to her that this is Alessa reborn, because this is still her dear friend. So it's so very painful to agree to such a thing.
That the thread on her hand catches at this choice isn't something Claudia notices.]