[Alice almost shoots Gavial a scathing look for her attempted bedside manners. It's not terrible, certainly no worse than half of the maladies Alice had to put up with as a child. Now though she glances down to her left arm and there's a mark. One she certainly didn't consent to and one they certainly wrestled her into.
She heaves out a few breathes, teeth gritted. She's not tired more than she's ... confused. A lot of emotions are tangling up in her chest right now as she looks at that mark on her. Yet it's Amos' words that hit her as she tries to figure out what she's feeling in the moment.
It isn't personal.
She finally blinks up, thoroughly ignoring Gavial for the moment so her eyes can settle on Amos. The apology she doesn't hear, just those three words.]
You would have done this to anyone then?
[Somehow that makes her more angry. Herself she could understand, she was the noble who ought to bear the pain of these sorts of things but what if they had ended up in a world with any number of other Meridians? Gray, Jade, Hayame, Dimitri, so many others she didn't even know yet.
Alice's chest heaves as she wrestles this feeling. She turns to find her Mahne, reaches to grasp it with her left hand despite the sting the mark still hits her with. The grip creaks in her hand a moment and then ... she sighs out, long and low.
At least it was her then. Whatever came with this at least it would be her. No civilians, no other Meridians. The look she turns back on the pair is sharp and bright, still confident despite ultimate defeat in this moment.]
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She heaves out a few breathes, teeth gritted. She's not tired more than she's ... confused. A lot of emotions are tangling up in her chest right now as she looks at that mark on her. Yet it's Amos' words that hit her as she tries to figure out what she's feeling in the moment.
It isn't personal.
She finally blinks up, thoroughly ignoring Gavial for the moment so her eyes can settle on Amos. The apology she doesn't hear, just those three words.]
You would have done this to anyone then?
[Somehow that makes her more angry. Herself she could understand, she was the noble who ought to bear the pain of these sorts of things but what if they had ended up in a world with any number of other Meridians? Gray, Jade, Hayame, Dimitri, so many others she didn't even know yet.
Alice's chest heaves as she wrestles this feeling. She turns to find her Mahne, reaches to grasp it with her left hand despite the sting the mark still hits her with. The grip creaks in her hand a moment and then ... she sighs out, long and low.
At least it was her then. Whatever came with this at least it would be her. No civilians, no other Meridians. The look she turns back on the pair is sharp and bright, still confident despite ultimate defeat in this moment.]
What comes next then.