I can't relate to d e s p e r a t i o n
"Mmm." Nodding her head, the little blonde seemed eager to agree. No one ever liked being shouted at (well, in certain situations maybe, but Charlie was fairly confident that Maea was not one of those people anyway), especially when so much was seemingly on the line. "But people suck." Charlie added with a small smile.
Reaching out to flutter the butterfly's wings against the cavern of Maea's palms, Charlie listened as her blue gaze ran over her counterpart's posture and the tension that seemed to linger in each of her movements. "That might be how it feels, especially in the moment, but do you think that's how it really is?" Lifting her eyebrows thoughtfully, Charlie pulls another few stones away from the wall before throwing them over her shoulder into the water.
"Obviously it feels way better when people agree with us about things, especially ones we feel strongly about, but...I mean, I think you can still absolutely be who you are—and even be very close with—people who you don't see eye to eye with." Smiling, the blonde gestured between herself and the loreseeker. "Take you and I for example. We talked things through about worshipping when we first met and even though we don't agree, we're still friends, right?" Right? In Charlie's mind they were, anyway.
"And if wanting to stand up for yourself however you see fit is at odds with what Danta wants for his ambassador, then that's just that. It doesn't mean you can't still be friends, you just maybe can't work for him."
Reaching out to flutter the butterfly's wings against the cavern of Maea's palms, Charlie listened as her blue gaze ran over her counterpart's posture and the tension that seemed to linger in each of her movements. "That might be how it feels, especially in the moment, but do you think that's how it really is?" Lifting her eyebrows thoughtfully, Charlie pulls another few stones away from the wall before throwing them over her shoulder into the water.
"Obviously it feels way better when people agree with us about things, especially ones we feel strongly about, but...I mean, I think you can still absolutely be who you are—and even be very close with—people who you don't see eye to eye with." Smiling, the blonde gestured between herself and the loreseeker. "Take you and I for example. We talked things through about worshipping when we first met and even though we don't agree, we're still friends, right?" Right? In Charlie's mind they were, anyway.
"And if wanting to stand up for yourself however you see fit is at odds with what Danta wants for his ambassador, then that's just that. It doesn't mean you can't still be friends, you just maybe can't work for him."
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