[ It's a good thing she's also a fast eater, because she has the sandwich down by the time he speaks. ]
[ The first thing Saya does is shut her eyes, because she knows they'll be glowing a fierce red. Her instincts rising up enough to choke her. She doesn't want to project the wrong idea, and she's scary when she's -- angry. Hurt. ]
[ But there is more than hurt and anger, much more. As she's said, she never feels just one way about anything. So it's not a lie when she says: ]
Thank every deity in the multiverse. You two were driving me crazy.
[ And if her voice is a little pinched, a little bit too cheerful to be fully genuine, don't mind it. She's doing her best. Even if her instincts are screaming and roiling and she wants to hoard what's hers and unleash her fists and fangs on the threat, to take and take and-- ]
[ No. Breathe. She curls her knees to her chest, arms wrapped tight around her legs. Protectively. ]
[ She's not a hatchling anymore, she can manage this. Her newly enhanced instincts can't compete with how much she loves both Red Son and MK and wants them to be happy. She encouraged this, she pushed for this. She knew it was inevitable. (If she tried to forbid it, to make Red Son choose, she's so certain that she wouldn't like what he chose.) And she has a new partner herself, her sixth, and he's not losing his mind over it, in fact he's happy for her, so don't be a hypocrite. Red Son is so understanding of her having so many partners, and they have an agreement, and she knew, she knew this was coming, she should have been ready, she thought she was ready-- ]
[ She has his bite on her neck, his family crest on her wrist. Her position with him is secure. Unless he goes back to his world without her, unless he forgets... a fear that will become all the more potent within a few days when Venti is suddenly gone. ]
[ She pictures her wings bursting out, how quickly she could be up and away, the air a cold snap in her lungs as she escapes this feeling. Flee from her problems as she is so wont to do, fly at top speed to the edge of the map and maybe outrun all the dark thoughts in her head. ]
[ Breathe. ]
[ It's going to be fine. She knows he loves her. Without question. She knows MK wouldn't want her to feel this way, feel threatened. He wouldn't want her to run, she'd only hurt them both. So she stays put. For now. That could change at any second. Doing this outside was perhaps not the best move, there's too many ways she could run. She's considering all of them. ]
[ She doesn't dare open her eyes yet, or say anything else. ]
[ She just needs a minute. It might be a rough minute. ]
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Date: Oct. 16th, 2023 10:33 pm (UTC)[ The first thing Saya does is shut her eyes, because she knows they'll be glowing a fierce red. Her instincts rising up enough to choke her. She doesn't want to project the wrong idea, and she's scary when she's -- angry. Hurt. ]
[ But there is more than hurt and anger, much more. As she's said, she never feels just one way about anything. So it's not a lie when she says: ]
Thank every deity in the multiverse. You two were driving me crazy.
[ And if her voice is a little pinched, a little bit too cheerful to be fully genuine, don't mind it. She's doing her best. Even if her instincts are screaming and roiling and she wants to hoard what's hers and unleash her fists and fangs on the threat, to take and take and-- ]
[ No. Breathe. She curls her knees to her chest, arms wrapped tight around her legs. Protectively. ]
[ She's not a hatchling anymore, she can manage this. Her newly enhanced instincts can't compete with how much she loves both Red Son and MK and wants them to be happy. She encouraged this, she pushed for this. She knew it was inevitable. (If she tried to forbid it, to make Red Son choose, she's so certain that she wouldn't like what he chose.) And she has a new partner herself, her sixth, and he's not losing his mind over it, in fact he's happy for her, so don't be a hypocrite. Red Son is so understanding of her having so many partners, and they have an agreement, and she knew, she knew this was coming, she should have been ready, she thought she was ready-- ]
[ She has his bite on her neck, his family crest on her wrist. Her position with him is secure. Unless he goes back to his world without her, unless he forgets... a fear that will become all the more potent within a few days when Venti is suddenly gone. ]
[ She pictures her wings bursting out, how quickly she could be up and away, the air a cold snap in her lungs as she escapes this feeling. Flee from her problems as she is so wont to do, fly at top speed to the edge of the map and maybe outrun all the dark thoughts in her head. ]
[ Breathe. ]
[ It's going to be fine. She knows he loves her. Without question. She knows MK wouldn't want her to feel this way, feel threatened. He wouldn't want her to run, she'd only hurt them both. So she stays put. For now. That could change at any second. Doing this outside was perhaps not the best move, there's too many ways she could run. She's considering all of them. ]
[ She doesn't dare open her eyes yet, or say anything else. ]
[ She just needs a minute. It might be a rough minute. ]