[which she feels like she can say freely. it's not a lie, after all. she's trying to tend to her blood flower, planted next to samatoki's in a monument to worlds that no one else remembers. but it's wilting, still, and she doesn't know how to make the petals perk back up anymore. so she's trying not to think too much about it.]
[and since she doesn't recall seeing yuri on that post—which wasn't nearly as busy as this one is, jesus christ, contemplate death for a while and everyone comes out of the woodwork—anyway, she feels like she can get away with a little more, too. worse to worst he just won't get what she's saying.]
I already planted five. It could've been six. But she is not ready yet.
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[which she feels like she can say freely. it's not a lie, after all. she's trying to tend to her blood flower, planted next to samatoki's in a monument to worlds that no one else remembers. but it's wilting, still, and she doesn't know how to make the petals perk back up anymore. so she's trying not to think too much about it.]
[and since she doesn't recall seeing yuri on that post—which wasn't nearly as busy as this one is, jesus christ, contemplate death for a while and everyone comes out of the woodwork—anyway, she feels like she can get away with a little more, too. worse to worst he just won't get what she's saying.]
I already planted five. It could've been six.
But she is not ready yet.