[It surprises her, and she isn't sure why. It's been a long time since she was part of any kind of ritual, really. She bows her head and shuts her eyes, but it's more defensive than serene, like she can't face and say it at the same time.]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I did to you, and what I couldn't do for you. I'm sorry I thought of you as an enemy, and a tool. I'm sorry I didn't let myself see them failing you. I was never all that different from them, but you were. You were kind and loyal and trapped, and you deserve so much more than you got. If I graduate, I promise I'm going to fix it.
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on 2013-06-01 06:38 pm (UTC)I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I did to you, and what I couldn't do for you. I'm sorry I thought of you as an enemy, and a tool. I'm sorry I didn't let myself see them failing you. I was never all that different from them, but you were. You were kind and loyal and trapped, and you deserve so much more than you got. If I graduate, I promise I'm going to fix it.
[She takes a shaky breath, opens her eyes.]
Is that...will that do?