If Lenne hadn't already respected Yuna as much as humanly possible, it would have doubled along with her awe. What her friend had experienced was tragic and traumatizing, and as she listened to her story, tears began forming in her eyes, so that by the time Yuna turned to conceal her own, those tears were streaming down Lenne's face. She reached out to her friend and laid her hand on Yuna's shoulder, brow furrowed, and for a long while, truly at a loss for words.
Lenne had witnessed tragedy in her short life, too. She could offer nothing more than her understanding to Yuna, in that moment. Having to systematically destroy her aeons, even for the sake of saving the world, was a grave sacrifice. It was slaughtering friends. That Spira had come to such a dark place where it was required to do so... that was deeply distressing. These revelations did nothing to soothe her torment, only adding to what she could only decide was guilt. Guilt that she didn't do more to prevent her Spira, her beloved Zanarkand, from falling to Sin.
Her heart broke for Spira, and Yuna. There was a wound she couldn't heal. But she was damned if she wasn't going to try to right those wrongs, somehow. Any way she could.
"I'm so sorry, Yuna." For failing. For making you suffer by reliving the tale for me. For everything.
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Date: 2012-01-05 10:39 pm (UTC)Lenne had witnessed tragedy in her short life, too. She could offer nothing more than her understanding to Yuna, in that moment. Having to systematically destroy her aeons, even for the sake of saving the world, was a grave sacrifice. It was slaughtering friends. That Spira had come to such a dark place where it was required to do so... that was deeply distressing. These revelations did nothing to soothe her torment, only adding to what she could only decide was guilt. Guilt that she didn't do more to prevent her Spira, her beloved Zanarkand, from falling to Sin.
Her heart broke for Spira, and Yuna. There was a wound she couldn't heal. But she was damned if she wasn't going to try to right those wrongs, somehow. Any way she could.
"I'm so sorry, Yuna." For failing. For making you suffer by reliving the tale for me. For everything.