&diana*:
Diana kept her mouth quiet, for a little bit. She wanted to scream about how she wasn’t all right, how she wasn’t lucky, how she had caused everything, but… it’d be pointless to put that on someone like Clover, who was younger than her, and had actually been through multiple escape games, and…
Diana still felt like absolute shit, but, she’d try to keep herself together. For Clover’s sake, if not her own.
“I… I guess I’m lucky…” The words came out hesitatingly, making it clear she wasn’t completely on board with this train of thought, but… she’d suppress the worst of it.
“No, you’re right. If I’ve got love, and hope, and faith, then… if I had luck, that would complete the clover, wouldn’t it?”
Her eyes were beginning to water. She felt like crying. And if she were to stop herself from tearing up, she’d have to get this conversation away from focusing on her, asap.
“If there’s anyone who’s really lucky… it would be your brother. I know it’s a weird thing to say, given his condition, but… I don’t think anyone could ask for a better sister than the one he has.”
clover wasn’t good at social cues, && she had problems forming meaningful conversations with people, but even she could see that diana was struggling with this. she wasn’t sure what she said to mess up things so bad && make the woman start crying, but she needed to fix things, && fast.
she wasn’t sure why she was so upset, clover was trying to be polite && make diana feel good. && with not knowing what parental love is even like, she wanted diana to know that there’s people out there who appreciate her && how hard she tries, but she figures she messed up somehow.
of course she did.
“it would! i’m a firm believer that all you need in life is the clover, && with how much you’ve been through, i’d believe you’re lucky! && if not, then, i’ve got you. i know how hard it is, but i’ve accepted that what happens is what happens... && you can’t change it. i’ve had so many people i love die, && some of it is my fault... && i’ve hurt so many people on the way.
but somehow... somehow luck brought me through it.”
she gives a small nod, a bit sad about how many people she’s killed in so many timelines but they’re okay now, && she’s here.
a small tearful at the mention of her brother.
his condition.
she hated that’s what everyone brought up! light is much more than the abuse he faced && his disability, she knew no one ever meant any harm by it, but he was so much more than being blind. he was the love of his life && her best friend.
“i’m luckier to have him. he’s been through a lot, && i would do anything to keep him in my life... i did do anything. i dropped out of school for him, i killed people for him. he deserves the world.”
