// somebody told me that there's two sides to this life //
Her head was starting to hurt too, from trying to untangle the knots she'd tied herself into. "No, of course not. Harming another being is never acceptable. It's a failure of the rational mind - I'm not proud of it. The difference, though, lies in the scale. A broken nose, broken ribs, they will heal. What Asta did? That's permanent. I don't care who it was done to or why - it's the fact that it was done at all that's abhorrent to me."
And Danta was defending it. Excusing it. A weight like despair started to build in her throat, cold and clammy. It tasted like disappointment and loss and nauseous upset, because she really had wanted to believe that she wrong...
And then his last question dropped. And Maea's head shot up like she'd been burned, something like panic turning her face ashen.
"No! Never - I would never -- !" Choking on the vehement denial, she shook her head violently. "It was him, and your threat, and - and if anyone ever finds out what's allowed to happen here then it'll be a witchunt that will make the Ascended's look like a game!" And mayve that would be for the best, because clearly Asta wasn't the only man eater around.
And Danta was defending it. Excusing it. A weight like despair started to build in her throat, cold and clammy. It tasted like disappointment and loss and nauseous upset, because she really had wanted to believe that she wrong...
And then his last question dropped. And Maea's head shot up like she'd been burned, something like panic turning her face ashen.
"No! Never - I would never -- !" Choking on the vehement denial, she shook her head violently. "It was him, and your threat, and - and if anyone ever finds out what's allowed to happen here then it'll be a witchunt that will make the Ascended's look like a game!" And mayve that would be for the best, because clearly Asta wasn't the only man eater around.
Maea
// I think I might've chosen darkness over light //
