[Mami had reached the lake a short while before Utena had, her progress slow and reluctant. But it was progress all the same, drawing her ever closer in graceful, yet cautious steps from across the Gardens. She's standing by the rim, where the snowy ground ends and the iced-over water begins, gazing out across the frigid expanse. She feels the tug lessen when Utena nears her location, but doesn't turn around. There's an untouchable sort of beauty to be found here, in the bleak winter sun gleaming off the ice, and Mami would rather face that then what surely awaits at the other end of this pull.
It's just going to be another girl, right? Like Amamiya-san.]
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It's just going to be another girl, right? Like Amamiya-san.]