#neverwithered

lenalee understands that feeling all too well. she gently takes miranda’s hands in hers, eyes stinging just a bit. she blinks to clear her vision, giving miranda’s hands a gentle squeeze. after all, miranda needed support too and she hopes she can give that to such a great woman – one she looks up to.

“you’re not broken, miranda. i promise. a–and i’m here if you need anything, alright?” she steps closer, wrapping her arms around the other. “we’re strong – we were never broken. maybe just a little bent but not broken.”

. ———— тιмєιηησcєηcє

   Ⅸ Ⅺ Ⅻ ❱❱   Not often was she as sad about her past anymore since meeting Lenalee and Allen, at least not until the cruel fate of Akuma pushed her will of how useless she could be once more. Yet here they were, won for now and resting but her heart as ever ached for her inability to do more than help temporarily. Yet as ever the angel that was her younger friend was there and kind and reassuring to her and gloved hands tightened as she mirrored the brim of tears because this was too much for her, how could it not be too much for those younger than her?

     She sniffled pitifully as her body leant into her, so close to just crumbling there and then because she didn’t have the strength some days to stand up and fight  - no matter how much resolve she had finally gained in her life thanks to them.

          ⦃ N-Ngh.. Mmm..                        T-Thank you, Lenalee.. I-I.. I-I--!! ⦄

“You’re that fucking freakishly strong bitch from before!”