Responsibility? Teamwork? Friendship? TRUST? Chloe's dead gaze lifted for the first time to sweep slowly across the room. The iciness was gone from her eyes, only to be replaced by... what was it? If 'void' was an emotion that could be expressed with eyes, THIS was it. Even as she looked around the room at those gathered, it was more like looking THROUGH them as opposed to looking AT them.
There was no trust in this school for her. Hell, there was no trust in this COUNTRY for her. She was not welcome, and both she and everyone else knew it. The fact she ended up with this strange Persona power was some kind of cruel joke. If this was only possible through trust and teamwork... why was she even here?
The German watched as Haruka got up and left, watched as Mirai went after her... but she didn't move. Her shoulders had slumped slightly, as if she had resigned herself to her fate here. There was no getting out of this. She was trapped in a country that hated her, in a school that didn't trust her, on some Global Security mission that may or may not get them all killed.... and she could care fucking less.
The German's gaze fell once again to the floor, almost as if defeated, and she chose not to say anything. Inwardly, she wondered if someone would go after her if she left.... but she reckoned they wouldn't. Maybe one of the military blokes would, but that wouldn't end nicely. So instead, she merely stood there, leaned against the wall, eyes towards the floor, and bandaged hand clenched into a painful and uncomfortable fist.
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There was no trust in this school for her. Hell, there was no trust in this COUNTRY for her. She was not welcome, and both she and everyone else knew it. The fact she ended up with this strange Persona power was some kind of cruel joke. If this was only possible through trust and teamwork... why was she even here?
The German watched as Haruka got up and left, watched as Mirai went after her... but she didn't move. Her shoulders had slumped slightly, as if she had resigned herself to her fate here. There was no getting out of this. She was trapped in a country that hated her, in a school that didn't trust her, on some Global Security mission that may or may not get them all killed.... and she could care fucking less.
The German's gaze fell once again to the floor, almost as if defeated, and she chose not to say anything. Inwardly, she wondered if someone would go after her if she left.... but she reckoned they wouldn't. Maybe one of the military blokes would, but that wouldn't end nicely. So instead, she merely stood there, leaned against the wall, eyes towards the floor, and bandaged hand clenched into a painful and uncomfortable fist.