Sasarame clenched her fists and pointed her thumb at herself.
"My father--"
"--is the strongest person I know," Pale interrupted. "If he says to trust in him, then that's what we'll do."
"Yeah," Ree said, suddenly deflated, "He says to jump. We jump before even asking how high."
"And after training," Gobbuto shook his head, "We somehow jump to moon."
Even the Holy Princess lent a hand of assurance, resting it on Sasha's heretical, xeno arm.
"Y-you don't understand," Sasha said with a whimper. "I... can't believe you... You... All of you know what he's like..."
Troia took hold of her shoulders.
Sasha wished she hadn't.
Lady Troia was the only person she could not easily reject.
That kind and gentle touch... that tiny bit of warmth and hope made Sasha's tears begin to flow like rain.
[Make us understand, Sister,] Troia signed.
Sasha wiped at her eyes with her sleeve.
