[Oh. Oh no. Maka had forgotten how sensitive the other girl was. And now she made her cry.]
I--I'm sorry, I didn't tell you that so you could feel bad for me. I'm not some tragic heroine, after all.
...Sometimes I do wonder how it would have turned out if Mom had taken me with her. But you know what? If I did, I wouldn't have gone to my school and met all my friends. And...the nice thing about my school is you can live on your own, so I never had to depend on Papa for anything.
So...no, it wasn't fair, but you know? It made me a stronger person. I learned to rely on myself and carry myself proudly. Yeah, I...know there's a gap in how I relate to people now, but...that doesn't make my feelings towards the people I care about less real. I care a lot about all my friends, and what I have with them is stronger to me than...whatever I used to have with my parents. [Though, unfortunately, even though distance, time, and rumination has made her wary about the idea of forgiving Spirit that doesn't mean she has no love for him. As much as she thinks it'd be better if she didn't, Maka still carries a little spark of love for her father.] So...please don't cry.
[She says this with sincerity--of course, Maka doesn't want anyone to make a fuss over her, not now or ever. How did her mind get in this tangled mess and trap her into talking about distressing things again...?
Dad. That word, applied to another person. Honestly...]
Rise, I really admire that you still have the courage to open your heart to people as family. You are so strong.
[Voice]
[Oh. Oh no. Maka had forgotten how sensitive the other girl was. And now she made her cry.]
I--I'm sorry, I didn't tell you that so you could feel bad for me. I'm not some tragic heroine, after all.
...Sometimes I do wonder how it would have turned out if Mom had taken me with her. But you know what? If I did, I wouldn't have gone to my school and met all my friends. And...the nice thing about my school is you can live on your own, so I never had to depend on Papa for anything.
So...no, it wasn't fair, but you know? It made me a stronger person. I learned to rely on myself and carry myself proudly. Yeah, I...know there's a gap in how I relate to people now, but...that doesn't make my feelings towards the people I care about less real. I care a lot about all my friends, and what I have with them is stronger to me than...whatever I used to have with my parents. [Though, unfortunately, even though distance, time, and rumination has made her wary about the idea of forgiving Spirit that doesn't mean she has no love for him. As much as she thinks it'd be better if she didn't, Maka still carries a little spark of love for her father.] So...please don't cry.
[She says this with sincerity--of course, Maka doesn't want anyone to make a fuss over her, not now or ever. How did her mind get in this tangled mess and trap her into talking about distressing things again...?
Dad. That word, applied to another person. Honestly...]
Rise, I really admire that you still have the courage to open your heart to people as family. You are so strong.