[Anya can barely look at Reika or Sonic, but she's grateful. She's shivering a bit in Reika's arms. For all her spy grandstanding - her knives, her spy-tools, her adoration for her Papa and her Mama...
This is the first time Anya's ever seen anyone actually die. And it's scary. It's like they're sleeping, but they're not. They're gone. You can tell. She wants to just try to talk to her, to tell her to wake up, please, she'll help her, she really will...
But she can't. She'll never know what she thinks of Spy Wars or how she'd feel if she knew anything more about her. She hardly knew her at all.
It's all that that goes with her. It's everything.
And that's what makes Anya really shatter. It's losing more than a person. It's losing words. Feelings. Experiences. And her family probably doesn't even know.
And she could've been watching a movie with her yesterday. They were in the same room. Maybe if she were better, maybe if she tried to help people get along more, maybe...
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This is the first time Anya's ever seen anyone actually die.
And it's scary. It's like they're sleeping, but they're not. They're gone. You can tell. She wants to just try to talk to her, to tell her to wake up, please, she'll help her, she really will...
But she can't. She'll never know what she thinks of Spy Wars or how she'd feel if she knew anything more about her. She hardly knew her at all.
It's all that that goes with her. It's everything.
And that's what makes Anya really shatter. It's losing more than a person. It's losing words. Feelings. Experiences. And her family probably doesn't even know.
And she could've been watching a movie with her yesterday. They were in the same room.
Maybe if she were better, maybe if she tried to help people get along more, maybe...
It hurts.]