audience: cinnabar

[cyclists]

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[cyclists]

[somehow, despite everything, that manages to get a smile to curl beneath their hood. it is not particularly soft, but it does sound the slightest bit wry when they speak again]

I am hardly a stranger to suffering.

To suffer only means that there is something that your heart holds dear.

[globs]

Don't talk like I don't already know that.

[ they're tired of suffering. This is just another way of looking for escape. ]

[cyclists]

... even if you do, it seems as though you regret finding that happiness in the first place.

[globs]

... I'm tired.

[ but by now, they sound more melancholy than panicked, at least. ]

[cyclists]

Tired of the monotony of suffering?

[globs]

Tired of waiting for it to end.

[ so, yes. Their head droops. ]

[cyclists]

And have you only suffered in the time that you were brought here? Or was the kindness that you received too little?

[globs]

[ that makes their hackles rise a little. ]

Is the kindness of one or two people enough to make up for watching so many others die? Including one of the kind ones? Including one that was partially because of me? Maybe for you. Don't act like I'm "ungrateful" when there's so much more misery than anything else.

[cyclists]

My questions were sincere - it is easy for even the most sincere warmth to be drowned out amidst a harsh winter.

[it's not like lune is in the habit of judging]

It is not easy for anyone to be in this situation, and I do not mean to suggest that it is something to be grateful for. Even so, the paths in front of you are to persist and to hold onto the moments that you find dear, or to be resigned.

I hope that you will be able to find your footing for the former.

[globs]

If trying to persist and hold onto the things I care for means others will get killed, then I'd rather disappear.

[ that's how they've always been. ]

... I don't want to hurt others. But I can't be sure that I won't. Every moment here is another moment that "Corruption" could take me, anyway...