She knows the pain in his face, she knows that feeling. She remembers a suit stained with blood, her sister's hair covered in clots, the warmth still in her skin. She remembers how that felt, and she can see that feeling in Kaneda's face.
She remembers all that she had wanted then, and that there had been no one to offer it to her. So even though Maya doesn't know, even though she isn't sure that's what he wants, she strides right up to him and wraps her arms around him, tight, lifting her chin over his shoulder.]
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She knows the pain in his face, she knows that feeling. She remembers a suit stained with blood, her sister's hair covered in clots, the warmth still in her skin. She remembers how that felt, and she can see that feeling in Kaneda's face.
She remembers all that she had wanted then, and that there had been no one to offer it to her. So even though Maya doesn't know, even though she isn't sure that's what he wants, she strides right up to him and wraps her arms around him, tight, lifting her chin over his shoulder.]