[Felicia gets that much out before Lancer turns the question back on her and her eyes widen, briefly. Her gaze darts as she considers what to say; this isn't about her. She shouldn't be selfish, and she's probably being silly overall at being so screwed up about this...but...
...Well, he asked. Felicia's attempt at maintaining cheer goes right out the window and her expression just goes deeply gloomy.]
...I guess it is fair, but...I'm not doing great. I'm glad that we managed to save Gabriel and Garma, and with any luck, they'll make a full recovery with enough time to heal.
But it was rough out there, dealing with that. [...] And I...I really feel guilty that we couldn't save her.
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[Felicia gets that much out before Lancer turns the question back on her and her eyes widen, briefly. Her gaze darts as she considers what to say; this isn't about her. She shouldn't be selfish, and she's probably being silly overall at being so screwed up about this...but...
...Well, he asked. Felicia's attempt at maintaining cheer goes right out the window and her expression just goes deeply gloomy.]
...I guess it is fair, but...I'm not doing great. I'm glad that we managed to save Gabriel and Garma, and with any luck, they'll make a full recovery with enough time to heal.
But it was rough out there, dealing with that. [...] And I...I really feel guilty that we couldn't save her.
[The flower girl, she means.]