[ The sad part is, she's thinking in a similar direction-- except for herself. Not that she isn't confident that she's doing the right thing by encouraging Rosella to talk, goodness knows she'd need an outlet as well and while she doesn't doubt that the girl has her own support system, this may be the second best thing to really being close to the subject until she's confident enough to meet with the source of it as well.
Her gaze softens a bit, thoughtfully. ]
Sometimes we have to be selfish and horrible to find some happiness, Rosella--
[ It's strange, she notes, how she rambles and how she seems to be continuously thinking of him, and the more she talks, the more it becomes apparent that she really has no idea about the kind of psychological trauma that Cain has experienced to become who he is now. Megumi herself, doesn't know the intimate details of it, but what she's experienced as Alexis' minion has told her enough.
Perhaps it helped having grown up around a grandmother who was willing to kill her the moment she stopped being useful to her.
And that's not the fate she would subject to this girl, kind and strong as she is, much better suited for other adventure that she can actually come out stronger for. A part of her is irritated at how she seems to want to experience it, and a part of her can understand why she wants to, because she is right. How can she know anything if everyone's determined to protect her from ever knowing it?
She lifts a hand to touch Rosella's cheek, gently lifting her face to look at hers. It's a motherly gesture, but also one that's requesting her to calm down. Her own eyes search hers and it's painful for Megumi to realize that Rosella is brutally honest because she can practically see her words in her gaze as well.
She doesn't respond immediately. When she does, her voice is soft. ]
Because knowing it all has no impact on how much more he cares for you, Rosella.
[ Concise, yet thought-provoking, she hopes. She wants the girl to think for a bit, try at least to see where she's coming from. She tilts her head to a side, regarding her as she attempts to soothe her with her touch, while also trying to keep her focus. ]
Why is it so important for you to know what cannot, should not weigh on your life until he's ready for it? Rosella... I told you once before. We need to be his friends and to show him he's as deserving of love as any of us, right?
[ Her expression becomes a little more solemn. ]
A part of that requires patience with him, and understanding that he's been through what he has and warns you against it for a reason, not judging him, for what he's not sharing. Do you think it's easy for him? To continue to push those he loves away simply because he believes he's cursed?
[ Slowly drawing her hand down, to rest on her shoulder, she looks down to a side. ]
He hints, he suggests, he plays... in that alone, he's asking for your attention, even if he won't say anything. To him it's not just you who is the doll on the shelf behind glass-- everyone is. And very few of those dolls can actually break that glass to reach him because he sees himself as being the reason those shards bury themselves into people, tainting them with blood.
[ Her expression hardens as she continues to look away. ]
[ Action ] the fluff sob ;_; <3
Her gaze softens a bit, thoughtfully. ]
Sometimes we have to be selfish and horrible to find some happiness, Rosella--
[ It's strange, she notes, how she rambles and how she seems to be continuously thinking of him, and the more she talks, the more it becomes apparent that she really has no idea about the kind of psychological trauma that Cain has experienced to become who he is now. Megumi herself, doesn't know the intimate details of it, but what she's experienced as Alexis' minion has told her enough.
Perhaps it helped having grown up around a grandmother who was willing to kill her the moment she stopped being useful to her.
And that's not the fate she would subject to this girl, kind and strong as she is, much better suited for other adventure that she can actually come out stronger for. A part of her is irritated at how she seems to want to experience it, and a part of her can understand why she wants to, because she is right. How can she know anything if everyone's determined to protect her from ever knowing it?
She lifts a hand to touch Rosella's cheek, gently lifting her face to look at hers. It's a motherly gesture, but also one that's requesting her to calm down. Her own eyes search hers and it's painful for Megumi to realize that Rosella is brutally honest because she can practically see her words in her gaze as well.
She doesn't respond immediately. When she does, her voice is soft. ]
Because knowing it all has no impact on how much more he cares for you, Rosella.
[ Concise, yet thought-provoking, she hopes. She wants the girl to think for a bit, try at least to see where she's coming from. She tilts her head to a side, regarding her as she attempts to soothe her with her touch, while also trying to keep her focus. ]
Why is it so important for you to know what cannot, should not weigh on your life until he's ready for it? Rosella... I told you once before. We need to be his friends and to show him he's as deserving of love as any of us, right?
[ Her expression becomes a little more solemn. ]
A part of that requires patience with him, and understanding that he's been through what he has and warns you against it for a reason, not judging him, for what he's not sharing. Do you think it's easy for him? To continue to push those he loves away simply because he believes he's cursed?
[ Slowly drawing her hand down, to rest on her shoulder, she looks down to a side. ]
He hints, he suggests, he plays... in that alone, he's asking for your attention, even if he won't say anything. To him it's not just you who is the doll on the shelf behind glass-- everyone is. And very few of those dolls can actually break that glass to reach him because he sees himself as being the reason those shards bury themselves into people, tainting them with blood.
[ Her expression hardens as she continues to look away. ]
You believe he's worth that pain, don't you...?