[ Unlucky for Pyrrha, she's going to be stuck remembering this after ViViD folds: the smell of sour wine and a voice she had never been quite able to trust, the same slouch that had belied all this power and yet, it had been her who had been asked to fight everyone's battles --
Her mouth tightens. All at once, she struggles not to resent how trivial his concerns her.
... ] I think you'll survive.
[ She doesn't really want to talk to him, or maybe she does too much, and the words tumble out before she can quite stop herself. ]
ii.
Her mouth tightens. All at once, she struggles not to resent how trivial his concerns her.
... ] I think you'll survive.
[ She doesn't really want to talk to him, or maybe she does too much, and the words tumble out before she can quite stop herself. ]