[The other Monster swatting Kaede's hand away like an insect put heated spurs to her rage; the Chimera snarled, whipping her claws back—points first, for a full strike this time.
The moons' whispers—she'd gotten so used to them being distant, forgettable things. She'd forgotten how intrusive and noisy they could be. Like the rain. Making it difficult just to string a reasonable thought together.
But mostly, Kaede didn't have an answer for that. Would she have done the same, in that impossible position, had their places had been switched? If Kaede could have taken that pain onto herself—and left Chariot's guilt to tear her to pieces?
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The moons' whispers—she'd gotten so used to them being distant, forgettable things. She'd forgotten how intrusive and noisy they could be. Like the rain. Making it difficult just to string a reasonable thought together.
But mostly, Kaede didn't have an answer for that. Would she have done the same, in that impossible position, had their places had been switched? If Kaede could have taken that pain onto herself—and left Chariot's guilt to tear her to pieces?
Would she?
Would she?]