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Cerulean tears have boiled up in her good eye- and are even threatening to press through the damaged ducts of the other. Vriska’s very good at faking a crying face for attention- there is no way she could fake this. Her chin bunches, her mouth makes a shape like a squashed letter D and trembles. The pained keen that escapes from her is just too much for you.
Vriska’s scrambling and bucking in your hands, clawing at you with her filed claws. You shake her, you can’t even remember what you scream at her. You can’t remember anything but pure rage and grief and-
And tears flooding from your eyes as you near crush this little girl with your hands. She’s no longer struggling. Her feet reach the floor when you sink down, and she shuffles close, setting both hands on your hair. With patient little fingers she smooths the crown of your head, down your neck, down your back.
“I miss my Lusus, too.”
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