As I said, I don't really know. But I think--the one she hated was the child. The one who couldn't do anything when her parents were murdered right in front of her.
[That hits a little, unexpectedly; it's not like he has parents. But a helpless child--he takes a deep breath and continues.]
The problem is--you can't defeat the image of yourself in the mist just by fighting it. We tried, and it doesn't work. You have to accept it.
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Date: 2018-02-05 11:27 pm (UTC)As I said, I don't really know. But I think--the one she hated was the child. The one who couldn't do anything when her parents were murdered right in front of her.
[That hits a little, unexpectedly; it's not like he has parents. But a helpless child--he takes a deep breath and continues.]
The problem is--you can't defeat the image of yourself in the mist just by fighting it. We tried, and it doesn't work. You have to accept it.