..... That's kind of sad. [That she'd only be free in death, that is. Still, maybe a part of Maya can sympathize. There are a lot of things in her life that she wishes she got a choice about, including being here, on this mission. Maybe it's the same for Anthy] But, I guess, in death, she really is free... I hope her spirit is at rest.
[If not, maybe she can do something about that. Or, she hopes, anyway] W-Well--- [A bit of a hesitation, because she does not have a lot of confidence in her skills, despite her last two channelings having been successful]
[She rambles a little nervously:] I've been training a lot, so I, I mean, she's been gone a long time, so it might not work, but... I want to give it a shot!
[She wants to be of use, somehow, and this is the only way she knows]
[Anthy looks at Maya, her expression thoughtful but beyond that inscrutable, still as the surface of a windless lake. It's hard to trust those who have faith in themselves, but uncertainty, self-doubt, those are things Anthy knows well. Yes, she knows what it feels like to feel unmoored, lost in limbo; she doubts that Maya knows her level of pain, but she's got no question that Maya does feel out of place in some way. It's easy to see.]
[After a long moment of consideration, she shifts a little so she's leaning closer, their shoulders not quite touching, but almost. Then she slips her hand into Maya's and squeezes, ever so gently.]
[It's a little unnerving, the way Anthy looks at her. So many of the people she knows are open books, but Anthy's expressions are so hard to read, or like she's looking right through Maya, and Maya's first instinct is to think she's disappointed -- which causes her to deflate even further]
[But it's possible Maya has more in common with Anthy than she'd thought. From the way her eyes widen at the hand-holding, from the full out "deer in headlights" look Anthy's words earn her, it's almost like Maya doesn't know how to process real kindness and faith directed at her. Funny, for someone who makes it a point to be optimistic and encourage everyone around her]
[That's what Anthy says instead of laughing at Maya, although it's tempting. It'd be like kicking a puppy. And she does like Maya, somehow, improbably. She doesn't want to hurt her. At least not right now. Maybe later.]
I believe that you'll try until there's nothing left to try, and then . . . keep trying, probably. You have a big heart.
[Which can cause problems in its own right, but. That's not really Anthy's problem.]
I guess so. [She does try a lot, and she's very stubborn, (and she knows it) so Anthy's assessment is pretty spot-on. Maya doesn't particularly think she has a big heart, but that's Maya]
W-Well..... no, you're really nice.
[(Sitcom laugh track)]
[It's more like it's hard to believe anyone has faith in her, because aside from one or two exceptions (one of which is dead, oops), people never really have. And she doesn't, evidently, judging by this ridiculous reaction she's had]
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[If not, maybe she can do something about that. Or, she hopes, anyway] W-Well--- [A bit of a hesitation, because she does not have a lot of confidence in her skills, despite her last two channelings having been successful]
[She rambles a little nervously:] I've been training a lot, so I, I mean, she's been gone a long time, so it might not work, but... I want to give it a shot!
[She wants to be of use, somehow, and this is the only way she knows]
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[After a long moment of consideration, she shifts a little so she's leaning closer, their shoulders not quite touching, but almost. Then she slips her hand into Maya's and squeezes, ever so gently.]
I have faith in you.
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[But it's possible Maya has more in common with Anthy than she'd thought. From the way her eyes widen at the hand-holding, from the full out "deer in headlights" look Anthy's words earn her, it's almost like Maya doesn't know how to process real kindness and faith directed at her. Funny, for someone who makes it a point to be optimistic and encourage everyone around her]
That's--- You do?
[Smooth]
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[That's what Anthy says instead of laughing at Maya, although it's tempting. It'd be like kicking a puppy. And she does like Maya, somehow, improbably. She doesn't want to hurt her. At least not right now. Maybe later.]
I believe that you'll try until there's nothing left to try, and then . . . keep trying, probably. You have a big heart.
[Which can cause problems in its own right, but. That's not really Anthy's problem.]
. . . Is it so hard to believe?
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W-Well..... no, you're really nice.
[(Sitcom laugh track)]
[It's more like it's hard to believe anyone has faith in her, because aside from one or two exceptions (one of which is dead, oops), people never really have. And she doesn't, evidently, judging by this ridiculous reaction she's had]
.... Thank you. I'll do my best.