...I couldn't just let you die. I don't regret saving you. At all.
[ She glances away. She can't vocalize this. She doesn't know how. Figuring out how to frame this in terms of what she wants feels impossible because since when has what she personally wanted ever mattered? What she wants isn't important. It's saving the world. Saving other people. She doesn't deserve anything else if she can't do that. ]
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...I couldn't just let you die. I don't regret saving you. At all.
[ She glances away. She can't vocalize this. She doesn't know how. Figuring out how to frame this in terms of what she wants feels impossible because since when has what she personally wanted ever mattered? What she wants isn't important. It's saving the world. Saving other people. She doesn't deserve anything else if she can't do that. ]
I'm just... happy you're going to be okay.