[How easy it seems now, this death of the thing that knew her intimately in a world where no one else really did (even if it only expressed the worst of her). As long as the eyes remain, her gaze is stuck on them- the hate in them. Did her own eyes look like that? She is no longer sure if she should hope the answer to that was "yes" or "no".
But they dissipate into the air. The threat is gone- and she knew it had indeed been a threat. If Akua had not come along when she had... there is no telling what would have happened fighting against an opponent with her exact same weight, strength, knowledge, and experience. And so...]
... You have my gratitude.
[She must humble herself and thank the other woman. But what hangs between them unsaid... No, it must be said-]
... May I count upon you for discretion on this matter?
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But they dissipate into the air. The threat is gone- and she knew it had indeed been a threat. If Akua had not come along when she had... there is no telling what would have happened fighting against an opponent with her exact same weight, strength, knowledge, and experience. And so...]
... You have my gratitude.
[She must humble herself and thank the other woman. But what hangs between them unsaid... No, it must be said-]
... May I count upon you for discretion on this matter?