A long, uncertain sort of silence. As if even now Mami can't help but weigh those words in her mind and turn them over to look for holes; accepting things blindly is beyond her now, perhaps forever, no matter how much she aches for what's been offered. But then, at last, Mami sighs - and it's a sound of deep relief. She relaxes in Utena's arms again, allows herself the comfort of being weak just this once.
There have been times when Mami didn't want to live. Her life after Kyuubey was lonely and miserable, nothing to admire, nothing she could look back on with pride. Yet now it's easier to think of those times without flinching, without feeling a fresh wave of shame with every breath. There....was no point in regretting what couldn't be helped....a choice that was never a choice at all.
The unsteadiness is gone from her voice when Mami speaks again, replaced by a quiet sort of peace. "I....think so, too."
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There have been times when Mami didn't want to live. Her life after Kyuubey was lonely and miserable, nothing to admire, nothing she could look back on with pride. Yet now it's easier to think of those times without flinching, without feeling a fresh wave of shame with every breath. There....was no point in regretting what couldn't be helped....a choice that was never a choice at all.
The unsteadiness is gone from her voice when Mami speaks again, replaced by a quiet sort of peace. "I....think so, too."