[it's a resigned sort of acceptance, but somehow her words manage to escape any sort of negativity. it was probably a nothing gesture, maybe twenty minutes or so of Kaneda's time, but after the hits she's suffered recently it manages to knock her off balance almost effortlessly.
she crosses her arms over her chest, trying for nonchalant but just looking like she's trying to keep herself steady. what a fucking mess she was.]
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[it's a resigned sort of acceptance, but somehow her words manage to escape any sort of negativity. it was probably a nothing gesture, maybe twenty minutes or so of Kaneda's time, but after the hits she's suffered recently it manages to knock her off balance almost effortlessly.
she crosses her arms over her chest, trying for nonchalant but just looking like she's trying to keep herself steady. what a fucking mess she was.]
Saves me some train fare, at least.