Artemisia hissed, like steel dragging through thick ice, dismissing the once-challenging Chariot in front of the heiress and goading her to finishing her off, ensuring that she would remain leader of the pack. Mitsuru ignored the tower of arctic vengeance that brimmed with overprotectiveness bordering on pure territorial, and sighed out what primal reaction had welled up within herself. Now was simply not the time for it.
She had been rather greedy, it seemed. Realising her mistake, the glacial anger receded to an understanding chill, stepping back and allowing the Empress to regain full control and cognition with proceedings. Still, the damage had been done: the younger girl was a shade of her exuberant self and she was visibly upset.
"Satonaka… I suppose our time together had greatly cut into your normal rituals, and that you’ve not seen her much since we…" A pause, and a clearing of her throat ensued. "Regardless, in our time together, I give Yukiko nothing but my all. Nothing but my rawest being, the minimum is always everything. And she does the same. Such intensity brooks little break, and the result is as what happened."
"Please understand that I love her. I care greatly and deeply for her. If you are that concerned or upset without seeing her… I’m not keeping her under lock and key, nor have I banned her from returning home and seeing her friends. Simply ask her, and if that’s her wish, I’ll oblige."
Her Persona remained silent, allowing her to take stock. This isn’t what she wanted to happen by any means, and she found herself wondering if this always happened to those getting into relationships; was someone inevitably put out by it? Angry enough to try stop it? In any case, Chie’s budding tears had to be addressed.
"Satonaka, listen. You haven’t made any mistake that I can identify, and this is how things are and will be, but don’t— don’t cry. This isn’t the end of anything, surely? You can still see Yukiko whenever you please; she is your friend after all.”
Unless there was something she was missing, which in the entire mess was a plausible thing indeed.