The corners of Sayori's mouth tense slightly as Maya speaks, and she regards the poem more intently just because it's easier than trying to meet Maya's eyes. She squeezes Maya's hand a little as she speaks, though it's not clear if that's intentional.] Oh, I— ahaha, I don't know about that. I'm sure it would've worked out fine with everyone else working so hard.
[She has to believe that. Because she's Sayori, and she believes in her friends too much, and there's no way she could accept that she was the one responsible for something this important.]
[ too bad for sayori, she has fallen into a trap. ]
[ it's the maya also believes in her friends too much trap. maya threads her fingers through sayori's a little more at the squeeze, and squeezes back. ]
I know. [ she did it all by herself!!! ] You were really amazing, Sayori. I'm just sorry I missed it and left you to do all the hard work.
[Sayori bites her lip, the flattered flush in her face warring with the sharp pain in her heart. Everyone keeps saying that, that what she did what amazing. But she doesn't feel very amazing about it.
And Maya... They're a lot alike. If it were the other way around, and Sayori were in Maya's position, she'd feel awful. Like the liability she's always so desperate not to be.
She can practically hear Maya's words in her own voice, and she shakes her head before consciously realizing she's going to argue.] It's not your fault! It worked when we had everyone with us...we couldn't have known something like that would happen instead.
I'm just happy you're— you know. [Not "okay," because they've established that neither of them are okay right now. Alive? True, but she'd get brought back anyway.
More like, given the horror that Maya encountered, Sayori is glad it wasn't worse. It could have been so, so much worse.]
[ this is just a cycle of them trying to comfort each other. maya doesn't want to think about what happened with the hunger guy -- it's all a spectacular failure in her eyes. made worse by the fact that she's probably possessed. or at least, she fears she is. she certainly wasn't strong enough to fight off legion, the last time this happened. ]
... We really didn't know.
[ that's all she can say in response to that. she wants to praise sayori more (she deserves it!) but she gives the other girl a weak little smile at the 'you know'... she does know. ]
Me too. You really scared me, in Wonderland.... I still don't totally get what happened, [ with the horrorscape. ] but you're..... you know.
[Once they've found a nice little plot to plant in, Sayori sits down, leading Maya with their still-joined hands. It gives her a moment to steel herself, unlock her jaw from where it sets at in Wonderland and consider how to answer this.
She sets aside the poem and seed bag and takes in a deep breath. Despite her best efforts, her voice cracks as she speaks, too little energy and too much not-okay to keep it together.] I'm— I'm really sorry you saw all that. I didn't—
[She knew there was something wrong with her. She even knew there was something wrong with her world, or she was pretty sure. But it was so much worse than she could have imagined.] —I didn't know about a lot of that stuff.
[ maya's slow to move, but she follows sayori's lead, all but collapsing on the ground beside her. walking is still trying, her leg is still weak and healing and it's taking longer than she'd like. ]
[ it seems like sayori really needed that moment, though. her fingers twine deeper into sayori's as her voice cracks. her own voice is soft. ]
Don't apologize. I'm glad I was there. Even if it was horrible.... you shouldn't have to face something like that alone. And.... I'd fight that stupid game or whatever it was trying to be as many times as I had to, to make sure you were safe from it.
[ doki doki fight club ]
[ but then, she hits a wall. because she almost doesn't even know what to say, how to comfort sayori after that. ]
.... I'm sorry. I... I can't imagine what you must be feeling, after all that.
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The corners of Sayori's mouth tense slightly as Maya speaks, and she regards the poem more intently just because it's easier than trying to meet Maya's eyes. She squeezes Maya's hand a little as she speaks, though it's not clear if that's intentional.] Oh, I— ahaha, I don't know about that. I'm sure it would've worked out fine with everyone else working so hard.
[She has to believe that. Because she's Sayori, and she believes in her friends too much, and there's no way she could accept that she was the one responsible for something this important.]
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[ it's the maya also believes in her friends too much trap. maya threads her fingers through sayori's a little more at the squeeze, and squeezes back. ]
I know. [ she did it all by herself!!! ] You were really amazing, Sayori. I'm just sorry I missed it and left you to do all the hard work.
[ such as tree murder. ]
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And Maya... They're a lot alike. If it were the other way around, and Sayori were in Maya's position, she'd feel awful. Like the liability she's always so desperate not to be.
She can practically hear Maya's words in her own voice, and she shakes her head before consciously realizing she's going to argue.] It's not your fault! It worked when we had everyone with us...we couldn't have known something like that would happen instead.
I'm just happy you're— you know. [Not "okay," because they've established that neither of them are okay right now. Alive? True, but she'd get brought back anyway.
More like, given the horror that Maya encountered, Sayori is glad it wasn't worse. It could have been so, so much worse.]
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... We really didn't know.
[ that's all she can say in response to that. she wants to praise sayori more (she deserves it!) but she gives the other girl a weak little smile at the 'you know'... she does know. ]
Me too. You really scared me, in Wonderland.... I still don't totally get what happened, [ with the horrorscape. ] but you're..... you know.
[ not okay, but here. ]
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She sets aside the poem and seed bag and takes in a deep breath. Despite her best efforts, her voice cracks as she speaks, too little energy and too much not-okay to keep it together.] I'm— I'm really sorry you saw all that. I didn't—
[She knew there was something wrong with her. She even knew there was something wrong with her world, or she was pretty sure. But it was so much worse than she could have imagined.] —I didn't know about a lot of that stuff.
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[ it seems like sayori really needed that moment, though. her fingers twine deeper into sayori's as her voice cracks. her own voice is soft. ]
Don't apologize. I'm glad I was there. Even if it was horrible.... you shouldn't have to face something like that alone. And.... I'd fight that stupid game or whatever it was trying to be as many times as I had to, to make sure you were safe from it.
[ doki doki fight club ]
[ but then, she hits a wall. because she almost doesn't even know what to say, how to comfort sayori after that. ]
.... I'm sorry. I... I can't imagine what you must be feeling, after all that.