"She can't help it," Rikku said weakly. "She's nice to everybody. She believes the best in everybody. She was sad that they wanted to die, and now, they won't, so it's ... all okay."
Damn it all, Yuna had been in Home when it was destroyed. It was her the Guado had been looking for. Some Al Bhed had stood guard over her, and lost their lives trying to protect her. Why couldn't she be angry, about this? Why couldn't their deaths bother her? Why couldn't all of Wakka's horrible statements about the Al Bhed, for all of Yuna's life?
Maybe Yunie was a better person than she was. Nicer, and sweeter, and more forgiving.
Maybe Yunie just blocked out anything she didn't want to see.
Rikku felt like a traitor. It made her want to throw up.
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Date: 2009-09-20 02:13 am (UTC)Damn it all, Yuna had been in Home when it was destroyed. It was her the Guado had been looking for. Some Al Bhed had stood guard over her, and lost their lives trying to protect her. Why couldn't she be angry, about this? Why couldn't their deaths bother her? Why couldn't all of Wakka's horrible statements about the Al Bhed, for all of Yuna's life?
Maybe Yunie was a better person than she was. Nicer, and sweeter, and more forgiving.
Maybe Yunie just blocked out anything she didn't want to see.
Rikku felt like a traitor. It made her want to throw up.