[ At some point during all of this, Talim is roused from her little reverie, and she stands, quietly making her way to Lightning's side. She murmurs one last little prayer, for the little bottle, and for all of the hopes it carries.
She's quiet a moment more before she glances up at Lightning, studying the look on her face. ] I wouldn't think less of you if you cried.
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She's quiet a moment more before she glances up at Lightning, studying the look on her face. ] I wouldn't think less of you if you cried.