Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
Thal shrugs her shoulders, not finding the 'amendments' as funny as their agreed dislike. "She claimed something similar to me after disappearing for months, leaving me to think her dead - that I'd been the cause of her death." She sighs, still not entirely sure she wasn't to blame, making her look into her glass with another humorless smile. "I won't lie. It really hurt. It wasn't my brightest moment." She'd still been so vulnerable, so lonely that losing someone she thought to be a friend had been devastating. Thal had been a shell, broken and guilty until Hadama had helped her out of it, had given her a little bit of direction to follow; but that didn't change the fact that she'd been at her lowest point, drunk half the time and angry the other half. She laughs against the memory, glad Asta hadn't seen her at such an embarrassing time. "I might have given last week's you a run for your money." There's a gleam of humor in her eyes as she looks at him, hiding the pain she used to feel - the hurt that still rears its ugly head sometimes - the thing that feels an awfully lot like weakness.
Her words are more detached as she continues, thinking about Maea and the strangeness of their relationship. "You know, I used to want to be friends with her. She was one of the first Ancients I met, and I just wanted to connect with someone - anyone, and she seemed to understand my pain." Of not feeling like an Ancient.
But she's come to accept herself, whereas it still seems to weigh heavy on Maea. The thoughts just made her tired now, little anger lingering on the issue. "Now... I don't know. I didn't realize how deep her own struggles went, and now I guess I'm trying to give her a chance to prove that she's changing." Not that Thal has a lot of hope, having distinctly told her that she expected actions in order to prove so.
As for the 'event' that had led to Asta's own disagreement with Maea, Thal shakes her head. "She didn't even tell me much of that night, just something about the man 'not deserving' the severity of the punishment despite assaulting one of the girls." Although Maea had failed to mention that she was said 'girl.' If anything, that would have only pissed her off more, but for now, the captain's eyes are still full of distaste for the act, no remorse or mercy for the man he'd tortured. "I disagreed."
Her words are more detached as she continues, thinking about Maea and the strangeness of their relationship. "You know, I used to want to be friends with her. She was one of the first Ancients I met, and I just wanted to connect with someone - anyone, and she seemed to understand my pain." Of not feeling like an Ancient.
But she's come to accept herself, whereas it still seems to weigh heavy on Maea. The thoughts just made her tired now, little anger lingering on the issue. "Now... I don't know. I didn't realize how deep her own struggles went, and now I guess I'm trying to give her a chance to prove that she's changing." Not that Thal has a lot of hope, having distinctly told her that she expected actions in order to prove so.
As for the 'event' that had led to Asta's own disagreement with Maea, Thal shakes her head. "She didn't even tell me much of that night, just something about the man 'not deserving' the severity of the punishment despite assaulting one of the girls." Although Maea had failed to mention that she was said 'girl.' If anything, that would have only pissed her off more, but for now, the captain's eyes are still full of distaste for the act, no remorse or mercy for the man he'd tortured. "I disagreed."
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