Rikku pulled away slightly, giving him a wry smile. "It's not the same," she said. "I mean, it was everyone, here, against everyone else. And you've never ... you'd never sit and feel sorry for yourself, and give up and just go die because nobody liked you. And on, and on, and on. You aren't ..."

She tried to find his eyes, for this. It was huge, and she wanted him to hear it. "You're not them. You ... you never were."

She got it. Finally. It had taken long enough. or maybe ... she just needed to move past it, all of her resentments with them, needed to forgive before she could see it.