[ Lune, perhaps fortunately, doesn't quite get to the heart of what Kimiko was on the cusp of. An anxiety skirting around the corners of her awareness, of seeing blond hair, blue eyes, stars and spangles, and—
It isn't fair. It's stupid. She needs to shut it off.
So, something simpler, but no less painful. ]
I wouldn't do that. I wouldn't... fuck someone else's husband. I didn't.
[ — and hoping, desperately, that Lune believes her. ]
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It isn't fair. It's stupid. She needs to shut it off.
So, something simpler, but no less painful. ]
I wouldn't do that. I wouldn't... fuck someone else's husband. I didn't.
[ — and hoping, desperately, that Lune believes her. ]