Sometimes it didn't matter whether or not you knew the person going.
For a long time, Heather had more or less accepted the disappearances as just something that happened. She'd even been brusque with people over it. Don't like the disappearances? Well GOSH sucks to be you, here in Johto, doesn't it? Too bad this happens ALL THE TIME.
She felt sort of disgusted with herself for it now. Like that had been sanctimonious and condescending.
She'd been here for two years and in the space of a few weeks, had suddenly been reduced to feeling like the very first time someone important to her had left. That time, she'd busted both hands on a brick wall in a fit of self-loathing fury. THIS time, she'd threatened to kill an unhatched Pokemon.
She hadn't changed very much at all, it seemed.
They stood there like that for some time longer. Eventually, though, something had to be said.
"... I guess it's probably selfish to feel so bad about people going," she mumbled, not really making any effort to remove her face from Crow's chest.
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For a long time, Heather had more or less accepted the disappearances as just something that happened. She'd even been brusque with people over it. Don't like the disappearances? Well GOSH sucks to be you, here in Johto, doesn't it? Too bad this happens ALL THE TIME.
She felt sort of disgusted with herself for it now. Like that had been sanctimonious and condescending.
She'd been here for two years and in the space of a few weeks, had suddenly been reduced to feeling like the very first time someone important to her had left. That time, she'd busted both hands on a brick wall in a fit of self-loathing fury. THIS time, she'd threatened to kill an unhatched Pokemon.
She hadn't changed very much at all, it seemed.
They stood there like that for some time longer. Eventually, though, something had to be said.
"... I guess it's probably selfish to feel so bad about people going," she mumbled, not really making any effort to remove her face from Crow's chest.