bodilesswarrior

I don't think there are any mes who believe that about myself.

[Tiffany had spent too long being small and insignificant to have ever really believed that her trying and caring could overcome any obstacle.]

She believed it about other people, though. If she loved someone enough, she thought they were magic.

But she still thought you were cold, because of who you've needed to be and the decisions you've had to make. [ That's even less fair! But also not unsurprising. ]

...Honestly, I'm - objectively speaking, I'm glad you realised that wasn't true. [ But it still makes her a little sad. ]

Nah, I think she thought I was cold because of the stuff she didn't see. Because she only saw parts of things. You know what I mean?

-- Anyway. I don't think about it too much anymore.

Yeah, I can see how that would contribute. Context is important. [ She can't help but grimace as she imagines certain events being the only glimpses of her life, either here or back home. ]

...Even if we don't think about something, it can still - sit there, in the back of our minds. Festering.

I'm not saying it is, necessarily, but - it's something to look out for.

-- Mm.

[She knows she's right, too. Shit.]

Well, you know me; I like talking. The problem's the stuff I don't like talking about.

Isn't it just. [ God knows there are things she hasn't breathed a word of yet, not even to Iris. ]

Well, if you want someone to push you...

I guess I do and I don't, and I don't like feeling that way.

Breaches don't usually bug me much, and this one didn't either, mostly. But-- there was one thing.

Annoying as hell, isn't it.

Tell me?

She had a kid sister she took care of because their parents sucked. Only when she started getting into trouble and became a druggie and got arrested and sent down to the train...

[Said kid sister was left behind, alone and abandoned once again.]

[ Oh.

Oh, Tiffany.

She waits a moment, because she knows what she's about to say is going to hurt. Her voice is soft. ]

You'd stopped thinking about her.

[She's both relieved and horrified at how easily Barbara gets it, and she sucks in a breath harshly.]

Until she got down to the train and realized it was too late.

And it felt like a betrayal. Like she was letting her down.

There ain't no felt like about it, she was letting her down.

By getting caught up in a corrupt system she had no hope of changing?

By forgetting about her in the first place.

I think...we all do that, sometimes. Let the people who ought to be most important get shoved out of our mind.

Usually we get a chance to make it right.

I haven't done that in real life. You think that means I'm due for it or something?

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