[Hayame gestures tightly to their surroundings, to the hall from whence they've just came. She hates this, hates all of it. Hates knowing someone worried for her, as if she weak enough to warrant such a thing so close to pity, hates being seen when she is this angry and attempting not to be, hates the prick of sting in the corner of her eyes.]
Whether that girl or another, it does not change! I served ALASTAIR, I serve Hathaway, and no matter how many worlds, or how many months, it is the same!
[In ALASTAIR she had resolved not to speak up any longer. She had learned not to, tired of being misunderstood and her customs mocked or insulted, but then she had pledged her service to Hathaway, and that meant trying to see the missions succeed.
It meant trying to get along with these people.
And still- it was the same. (So why was she surprised? Still just as offended?)]
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[Hayame gestures tightly to their surroundings, to the hall from whence they've just came. She hates this, hates all of it. Hates knowing someone worried for her, as if she weak enough to warrant such a thing so close to pity, hates being seen when she is this angry and attempting not to be, hates the prick of sting in the corner of her eyes.]
Whether that girl or another, it does not change! I served ALASTAIR, I serve Hathaway, and no matter how many worlds, or how many months, it is the same!
[In ALASTAIR she had resolved not to speak up any longer. She had learned not to, tired of being misunderstood and her customs mocked or insulted, but then she had pledged her service to Hathaway, and that meant trying to see the missions succeed.
It meant trying to get along with these people.
And still- it was the same. (So why was she surprised? Still just as offended?)]