& they said you were the crooked kind
that you'd never have no worth
She’s thankful, first of all, for all the people in her life willing to help her while she works to get her eyesight back. That being said, at least her ears work, and there’s absolutely no way she’s missing this meeting where she can give her support to Wessex, their small Ascended family, in the event of how this meeting may go. This time it’s different, the previous one had her standing along the platform, looking back at all the scornful faces, catching Deimos’ inquiring look to the churn of her gut.This time, Clemente guides her by the hand to bring her inside, as close to Wessex as he can. And she appreciates it, giving the boy a gentle squeeze on his hand as he announces the fact they’ve arrived, but she can’t focus on where exactly Wessex is until she starts to speak. Instead, an arm rests gently on Clemente’s arm, keeping him within sight, before more people arrive. She doesn’t see Hotaru arrive, doesn’t see Sunjata clinging to her like she’s some sort of anchor, though if she had she would have given her sister a conspirator’s look.
Instead, her head tilts toward Hotaru with a bright smile. “Ru, my dear!” She replies easily in her own greeting, her own acknowledgement, giving her a bright smile, completely at odds for the battered eyeless exterior. Amun arrives next, and she gives him a slight smirk with a tilt of her head. “Could absolutely be worse, lover boy.” She snorts, before she turns her focus to the event, hoping things go well, and yet still somehow preparing for the worst.
but you were always gold to me
the
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