She snorts; it's quiet, though, weak. Her usual attitude is lost to her, right now. The energy she needs to keep it up is faltering under the pressure of everything she's been made to relive.
She scrubs at her face, as if that'll get rid of the redness and not just make it worse. It's a state she never wanted anyone else but North to see her in.
"...I'm trying," she says, and feels like she's said it a thousand times recently. She tries and she tries but everything seems to crumble apart again the second she thinks it might actually be getting better. "I've been trying."
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She snorts; it's quiet, though, weak. Her usual attitude is lost to her, right now. The energy she needs to keep it up is faltering under the pressure of everything she's been made to relive.
She scrubs at her face, as if that'll get rid of the redness and not just make it worse. It's a state she never wanted anyone else but North to see her in.
"...I'm trying," she says, and feels like she's said it a thousand times recently. She tries and she tries but everything seems to crumble apart again the second she thinks it might actually be getting better. "I've been trying."