— Chances were, that she was overreacting.
Lilith had apologized, Levi had heard it.
It still hurt, missing someone that much.
She hugged Lilith back, holding on tightly,
just a little afraid of her slipping away
again.
“Maybe I’m overreacting, but when
you’re so used to people coming
and going out of your life, when
someone you care about leaves,
you fill up with fear. I’m sorry if I’m
so upset—It’s just really hard on
me—Missing people.”
Even if it was an awkward hug, it was a
welcomed one. She was there with
her again, and that’s what mattered.
– “… It’s not an overreaction.”
She had the same feeling once before.
It was one she hated the most, and even
hated more so in admitting it. Yes, Death
wasn’t the cold, half asleep being she
tried so desperately to be.
"I should have given you a notice.
A memo, a call, something.
I should have warned you.“
A bit of a stronger embrace now, as a
slight crack in her voice could be heard.
No, she wouldn’t dare cry in front of the
female. No, she would stop herself;
keep herself from doing so as long as
she needed to.