[And she just holds her tight, pets her pink hair and gives her all time Lacus ever needs for those tears. She's not going anywhere from her dear friend now when they're finally back together.
...and letting it all out is a wonderful thing, really. It doesn't mean she's weak, it shows that she's human and that she cares and it might even ease the pain a bit.]
Ehh? I ...
[Mitsuki is about to say something about being unable to take them, they are her private thoughts after all. But she's giving them for her to read, how could she refuse? She gives her the longest stare before accepting them slowly. Way to make her feel special, much like the death gods years ago when they let her into all of their secrets...]
Thank you. I -- this -- You really don't need to hide anything from me, but I really understand it even if you do.
[Not because she's nosy, but because she'll do her best to help when she knows that her friends are in trouble or suffering.]
And then she'll read those letters Lacus entrusted to her. Feelings are a funny little (or huge, definitely huge!) thing; those make her smile and cry at the same time.
She's quiet for a moment after reading them.]
You wrote one letter for him each month. [That much is obvious.] You're amazing, Lacus. I never wrote any of my feelings down into letters, or words even, when I couldn't see the people who left my world. Or didn't follow me to this world. I kind of wish I had done it instead of what I did when I was a child.
I -- hope you'll show these to him if he ever comes here.
action;
...and letting it all out is a wonderful thing, really. It doesn't mean she's weak, it shows that she's human and that she cares and it might even ease the pain a bit.]
Ehh? I ...
[Mitsuki is about to say something about being unable to take them, they are her private thoughts after all. But she's giving them for her to read, how could she refuse? She gives her the longest stare before accepting them slowly. Way to make her feel special, much like the death gods years ago when they let her into all of their secrets...]
Thank you. I -- this -- You really don't need to hide anything from me, but I really understand it even if you do.
[Not because she's nosy, but because she'll do her best to help when she knows that her friends are in trouble or suffering.]
And then she'll read those letters Lacus entrusted to her. Feelings are a funny little (or huge, definitely huge!) thing; those make her smile and cry at the same time.
She's quiet for a moment after reading them.]
You wrote one letter for him each month. [That much is obvious.] You're amazing, Lacus. I never wrote any of my feelings down into letters, or words even, when I couldn't see the people who left my world. Or didn't follow me to this world. I kind of wish I had done it instead of what I did when I was a child.
I -- hope you'll show these to him if he ever comes here.