[She's at a loss. Her arms drop to her sides and she actually stumbles back a step. Her mind is going a mile a minute and feels blank at the same time. Thought of Rakka doing something like that, of being in such a dark place to try something like that, it makes her feel ill. A feeling that warred with the desire to be so fucking angry at her parents for making her feel that way.
For a moment, seeing Reki like that she wants to run forward and throw her arms around her. She has Rakka's face, Rakka's voice, and seeing that pain, knowing it exists and why, tears at her. But in the same second, she reminds herself of why she can't. Reki isn't Rakka and... she wouldn't like for her own, very good, reasons.
So, she looks away, trying to think of something. She has to say or do something, but....]
Falling. [She finally says, quietly.] She... she has bad dreams about falling sometimes.
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For a moment, seeing Reki like that she wants to run forward and throw her arms around her. She has Rakka's face, Rakka's voice, and seeing that pain, knowing it exists and why, tears at her. But in the same second, she reminds herself of why she can't. Reki isn't Rakka and... she wouldn't like for her own, very good, reasons.
So, she looks away, trying to think of something. She has to say or do something, but....]
Falling. [She finally says, quietly.] She... she has bad dreams about falling sometimes.