[ Almost immediately, Magilou waves a hand in front of her face, as if to dismiss both Saber's worries and her own memories. Breaking through the fog of the past isn't always so literal, but the motion is sharp and quick enough to be like the blade of a knife. ]
Doesn't bother me. You didn't even have to sleep if you didn't want to, but it's no skin off my back.
[ It actually has helped, even in some small way. The lingering emotions from Magillanica that she kept buried would burst someday. If anything, it's better that it was in Chroma, away from Melchior himself. She can sort out how she feels and then return to give him a piece of her mind later. ]
In fact, it's given me some great ideas of what to say to that old man when I see him again. You have to warm up your words if you wanted to have any hope of breaking through a frozen heart like his.
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Doesn't bother me. You didn't even have to sleep if you didn't want to, but it's no skin off my back.
[ It actually has helped, even in some small way. The lingering emotions from Magillanica that she kept buried would burst someday. If anything, it's better that it was in Chroma, away from Melchior himself. She can sort out how she feels and then return to give him a piece of her mind later. ]
In fact, it's given me some great ideas of what to say to that old man when I see him again. You have to warm up your words if you wanted to have any hope of breaking through a frozen heart like his.