"We're not on bad terms. I am not so shallow as to wallow over what happened in the sense that you are thinking, I am just choosing not to be on friendly terms with her" she replied quickly once again with the same neutral voice as her glance took itself to look directly into the K'mih's vibrant eyes.
"Is that so unreasonable?"
When K'tahjha began to speak, K'nahli's glance carried over toward her with indifference though without the hesitation that the blonde archer had secretly anticipated. Her broken form struggled to speak her troubled mind as tears quickly overwhelmed and emotion swallowed her whole. In other circumstances, the sight might have tugged on K'nahli's heart and fed her with a poisoning sense of guilt, though that was not how it felt to the steely archer now. Instead, K'nahli couldn't help but wince a little at the sight of the girl, as though she were witnessing something very strange or even crude.
Regardless, neither the girl's words nor her abrupt exit did much to phase the blue-haired archer, after all, she was not her friend... and it was not her problem.
--((Assuming K'mih lingers long enough to hear K'nahli out))--
"K'mih..." the words came after a short pause following K'tahjha's exit. K'nahli's voice grew a little softer now as it naturally would when speaking to her sister, though her tone was still direct.
"I have no interest in hearing an apology from her because I do not appreciate it's purpose" she began while turning away to face back toward the landscape that had previously captured her interest. Strangely, it appeared less vibrant than it had only a few moments ago; as if, the girl thought, the discomforting encounter was sapping the interest and life out of the scenery around them.
"We have barely shared words. We know nothing of each other. To imply that she cares about my feelings on the matter is an insult"
She paused for a couple of seconds before continuing.
"She didn't come to make amends with me out of concern for my well-being... she just wanted to feel better about herself"
K'nahli sighed softly while offering her sister a short, but noticeable sideward glance in inspection. The young girl was the most kind-hearted soul she had ever known. Even if K'mih believed what K'nahli had said, that surely wouldn't stop the girl from consoling K'tahjha, not that K'nahli minded. Her small but lone worry was that perhaps her words were earning disfavour with the pink-haired miqo'te.
"If you still think me to be wrong then you should also be trying to have myself acquaint with the rest of the tribe because as I recall, you're one of the very few members who would dare to call me 'friend' " she added with an almost painful honesty as she took her glance completely away from her younger sister once again.
"Is that so unreasonable?"
When K'tahjha began to speak, K'nahli's glance carried over toward her with indifference though without the hesitation that the blonde archer had secretly anticipated. Her broken form struggled to speak her troubled mind as tears quickly overwhelmed and emotion swallowed her whole. In other circumstances, the sight might have tugged on K'nahli's heart and fed her with a poisoning sense of guilt, though that was not how it felt to the steely archer now. Instead, K'nahli couldn't help but wince a little at the sight of the girl, as though she were witnessing something very strange or even crude.
Regardless, neither the girl's words nor her abrupt exit did much to phase the blue-haired archer, after all, she was not her friend... and it was not her problem.
--((Assuming K'mih lingers long enough to hear K'nahli out))--
"K'mih..." the words came after a short pause following K'tahjha's exit. K'nahli's voice grew a little softer now as it naturally would when speaking to her sister, though her tone was still direct.
"I have no interest in hearing an apology from her because I do not appreciate it's purpose" she began while turning away to face back toward the landscape that had previously captured her interest. Strangely, it appeared less vibrant than it had only a few moments ago; as if, the girl thought, the discomforting encounter was sapping the interest and life out of the scenery around them.
"We have barely shared words. We know nothing of each other. To imply that she cares about my feelings on the matter is an insult"
She paused for a couple of seconds before continuing.
"She didn't come to make amends with me out of concern for my well-being... she just wanted to feel better about herself"
K'nahli sighed softly while offering her sister a short, but noticeable sideward glance in inspection. The young girl was the most kind-hearted soul she had ever known. Even if K'mih believed what K'nahli had said, that surely wouldn't stop the girl from consoling K'tahjha, not that K'nahli minded. Her small but lone worry was that perhaps her words were earning disfavour with the pink-haired miqo'te.
"If you still think me to be wrong then you should also be trying to have myself acquaint with the rest of the tribe because as I recall, you're one of the very few members who would dare to call me 'friend' " she added with an almost painful honesty as she took her glance completely away from her younger sister once again.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
