eyes can't shine unless there's something burning bright behind
Aurelia has nothing to block the wound of Sunjata's loss, nothing to stop him from bleeding out on the floor like his life never mattered before Nate, or before Hotaru. And it pisses her off.
"You two are exactly the same," she snaps, and maybe if she had the forethought she might realize that she would be no better off if she lost Milo, but she doesn't want to think about that again so soon. "You both love each other so much you couldn't stand to live without the other - and you're so afraid of what'll happen if you have to," her words tip off into a bitter mutter, shaking her head, "like the rest of us aren't shit in comparison, like you're not your own fucking people. Maybe when he comes back you two should just go live on an island and fuck off, then." Her last few words are venomous, a comment born of hurt and irritation but not one that she truly means.
"It doesn't matter, that's not the point," she retorts in answer about Ronin and Hotaru, but when he tells her she's made a shitty investment she can't help but feel that rage getting fueled. "Yeah, it is," she huffs, "but it's mine to make and, personally? I don't think I should take that sort of advice from you anyway." She scoffs and takes a drink from her glass.
"You two are exactly the same," she snaps, and maybe if she had the forethought she might realize that she would be no better off if she lost Milo, but she doesn't want to think about that again so soon. "You both love each other so much you couldn't stand to live without the other - and you're so afraid of what'll happen if you have to," her words tip off into a bitter mutter, shaking her head, "like the rest of us aren't shit in comparison, like you're not your own fucking people. Maybe when he comes back you two should just go live on an island and fuck off, then." Her last few words are venomous, a comment born of hurt and irritation but not one that she truly means.
"It doesn't matter, that's not the point," she retorts in answer about Ronin and Hotaru, but when he tells her she's made a shitty investment she can't help but feel that rage getting fueled. "Yeah, it is," she huffs, "but it's mine to make and, personally? I don't think I should take that sort of advice from you anyway." She scoffs and takes a drink from her glass.
Aurelia
