[She's sitting at a table, just eating dinner when the memory strikes. The sandwich falls from her hands to plate with a light smack, hitting it like the sensations do her.
The sheer desperation and resignation mixed together in one nebulous cocktail resulting in accepting death at the hands of his supposed guardian... Cagalli leans forward and braces herself against the edge of the table, reeling from the contrast of her experiences with his.
It's several minutes before she fully realizes what that is. Food forgotten, she quickly reaches out via ocular.]
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The sheer desperation and resignation mixed together in one nebulous cocktail resulting in accepting death at the hands of his supposed guardian... Cagalli leans forward and braces herself against the edge of the table, reeling from the contrast of her experiences with his.
It's several minutes before she fully realizes what that is. Food forgotten, she quickly reaches out via ocular.]
Hunter?