"Of course I mean that, I'm not gonna just let you go power-hungry and somehow create a Palace we can't infiltrate to stop. That'd be ridiculous." Futaba huffs some, almost appalled that he'd even suggest that she'd be remotely okay with that.
His offer comes at a surprise though. She had looked away in her huff, but she's back to looking at him, as if really contemplating it, scrutinizing—
"I've thought about it before," she says quietly. "But what would it accomplish? I'd have a hand that hurts, you'd probably have a sore nose, and mom would still be gone. I can blame you, but neither does that bring mom back. It's not even completely your fault, so I can't place the blame solely on you. If anything, I'd want to yell at Shido the most."
Truly, if she said anything really terrible, it wouldn't accomplish much except for making her feel worse than before. Futaba is quiet for a handful of moments, finally taking in a deep breath and speaking.
"I don't forgive you, but I do accept your apology. I can probably forgive you eventually, but it's going to take a lot of time, sorry. Just... as long as you give me a reason to trust you, I can get over it." She could get over a lot of things quickly, but this was a very deep pain that she still could have nightmares over— it was one of the first she had when she was here, in fact. But Futaba had been healing, slow as it was, so perhaps this could help be a balm as well.
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His offer comes at a surprise though. She had looked away in her huff, but she's back to looking at him, as if really contemplating it, scrutinizing—
"I've thought about it before," she says quietly. "But what would it accomplish? I'd have a hand that hurts, you'd probably have a sore nose, and mom would still be gone. I can blame you, but neither does that bring mom back. It's not even completely your fault, so I can't place the blame solely on you. If anything, I'd want to yell at Shido the most."
Truly, if she said anything really terrible, it wouldn't accomplish much except for making her feel worse than before. Futaba is quiet for a handful of moments, finally taking in a deep breath and speaking.
"I don't forgive you, but I do accept your apology. I can probably forgive you eventually, but it's going to take a lot of time, sorry. Just... as long as you give me a reason to trust you, I can get over it." She could get over a lot of things quickly, but this was a very deep pain that she still could have nightmares over— it was one of the first she had when she was here, in fact. But Futaba had been healing, slow as it was, so perhaps this could help be a balm as well.