[When Luna takes her hand, she closes her fingers around it, gentle and comforting and just there.]
No, it isn't. [It's interesting the notion of fairness. To some degree, it's wholly human, wanting things to be balanced and equal and just. She understands it, she strives for it, justice, fairness. She gives Luna's hand a gentle squeeze. She knows she can say things that Luna's likely already heard, platitudes to make this somehow be better when there is no way for it to be better.
There will never be a way for this to be fair when hell, the ocean, or Trench seemed to be the only options for John... maybe the ocean seemed the least complicated. It wasn't wrong to want things to be simple. But simple also meant hurting those who you loved, because loving someone and being loved were such complicated things sometimes. She looked out over the horizon. She looked back over to Luna.] It's alright to be whatever it is you're feeling right now, Luna, even if you don't know what it is you want to feel.
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No, it isn't. [It's interesting the notion of fairness. To some degree, it's wholly human, wanting things to be balanced and equal and just. She understands it, she strives for it, justice, fairness. She gives Luna's hand a gentle squeeze. She knows she can say things that Luna's likely already heard, platitudes to make this somehow be better when there is no way for it to be better.
There will never be a way for this to be fair when hell, the ocean, or Trench seemed to be the only options for John... maybe the ocean seemed the least complicated. It wasn't wrong to want things to be simple. But simple also meant hurting those who you loved, because loving someone and being loved were such complicated things sometimes. She looked out over the horizon. She looked back over to Luna.] It's alright to be whatever it is you're feeling right now, Luna, even if you don't know what it is you want to feel.