It takes her so much by surprise. That ire, anger on her behalf that she does not deserve. That Jhalkari does not deserve to be the brunt of right now either. She breathes, slow. Shaking her head.
"No, I struck her first."
She could not have started this conversation. But suddenly it does not matter, her hand reaches to catch Magni's before it can fall totally away. Catching to bring it up, against her streaked, dirty cheek. Bracing it to stay like she had so desperately craved.
"She said I was being a old stubborn cow, and that I deserved to lose you for being like this. That I was going to - I got so angry. That I might, that I had driven you away, when you are the one thing -"
There is an echo of a conversation in the rain the last time she had worked herself up this, taken odd half baked in hurt, that left babbling like this. "I was a fool and I have been a fool for weeks."
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"No, I struck her first."
She could not have started this conversation. But suddenly it does not matter, her hand reaches to catch Magni's before it can fall totally away. Catching to bring it up, against her streaked, dirty cheek. Bracing it to stay like she had so desperately craved.
"She said I was being a old stubborn cow, and that I deserved to lose you for being like this. That I was going to - I got so angry. That I might, that I had driven you away, when you are the one thing -"
There is an echo of a conversation in the rain the last time she had worked herself up this, taken odd half baked in hurt, that left babbling like this. "I was a fool and I have been a fool for weeks."