[Manaka giggles, as though Angel had said something cute.]
That's one way we're different. But I guess things were different for you, weren't they?
I was never a child. I'm the daughter of magi, born to a bloodline of magic. From my first breath, I was a tool, meant to carry on the ambitions and lineage of my parents.
[There isn't a drop of resentment behind her words. She relates the information as what it is: a simple fact.]
[Angel frowned, unsure if she was supposed to be offended or not.]
Never a child? What do you mean? [For the life of her, she couldn't figure out if it was meant to be a literal or metaphorical statement. If it were the former, she had a handful of questions for the girl.]
It's... you don't ever long for what you could have had? Ever?
Those experiences only have the importance that you give them.
[And for Manaka, that's very little.
When Angel asks that question, though, she lets that thread of conversation drop in favor of pursuing the new one. Isn't that the whole point of this exercise, after all?]
Do you really want to leave things they way they are now? If this world has given you two a second chance, I think you should take it!
[Angel swallowed. On the one hand, she ached for a normal childhood, complete with a normal father on top of it all. But on the other, perhaps it really was her own doing. Had she ever really needed such things?]
[Besides, wrong as she might have been about Jack, Manaka didn't seem the type of person to lead her astray. And if they had been in similar situations, then the girl had to know what she was talking about.]
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[Manaka giggles, as though Angel had said something cute.]
That's one way we're different. But I guess things were different for you, weren't they?
I was never a child. I'm the daughter of magi, born to a bloodline of magic. From my first breath, I was a tool, meant to carry on the ambitions and lineage of my parents.
[There isn't a drop of resentment behind her words. She relates the information as what it is: a simple fact.]
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Never a child? What do you mean? [For the life of her, she couldn't figure out if it was meant to be a literal or metaphorical statement. If it were the former, she had a handful of questions for the girl.]
It's... you don't ever long for what you could have had? Ever?
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Why? Arguing against the truth of the world won't change it.
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[Angel paused, brows drawing tightly together as she tapered off.]
Let me ask this again, then. What do you believe I should do about Jack?
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[And for Manaka, that's very little.
When Angel asks that question, though, she lets that thread of conversation drop in favor of pursuing the new one. Isn't that the whole point of this exercise, after all?]
Do you really want to leave things they way they are now? If this world has given you two a second chance, I think you should take it!
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[Besides, wrong as she might have been about Jack, Manaka didn't seem the type of person to lead her astray. And if they had been in similar situations, then the girl had to know what she was talking about.]
[On all fronts.]
I'll... I'll try talking to him, then.
Thank you, Manaka.