[ She's envious no one else can hear it. If Rosaria had enough of a spiteful streak, she'd broadcast it out loud through as many communion links as she could reach. The other sisters were so sure their beloved anemo lord would save them in their time of need, and perhaps he did... perhaps, he protected their planet, and they are all simply awaiting her eventual return.
Her head shakes furiously as though she could somehow snap herself out of those thoughts, but they only resound louder in her head. ]
A pesky interference. Do you hear noting at all?
[ She's envious of Hayame if that is true. She's almost close to begging to be rid of this affliction, but there's enough pride left in her not to get on her knees, and she's clinging to the knowledge that optimism and hope are not who she is. She's pragmatic. She's seen the worst of humanity. She won't succumb. ]
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Her head shakes furiously as though she could somehow snap herself out of those thoughts, but they only resound louder in her head. ]
A pesky interference. Do you hear noting at all?
[ She's envious of Hayame if that is true. She's almost close to begging to be rid of this affliction, but there's enough pride left in her not to get on her knees, and she's clinging to the knowledge that optimism and hope are not who she is. She's pragmatic. She's seen the worst of humanity. She won't succumb. ]
Not even the voices of the dead? Or of Yima?