There's not much to talk about. She wanted to die so she did.
[...There's a lot more to it than that, but like hell if there's really any way to explain it without it turning into a huge clusterfuck somehow.
There's more of that sharp, directionless anger coming through the crystal, though; she's mad as hell about it, but she doesn't know exactly who she should be mad at. Semolina's dead and her dad's a mess about it, so being angry at either of them feels wrong somehow.]
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There's not much to talk about. She wanted to die so she did.
[...There's a lot more to it than that, but like hell if there's really any way to explain it without it turning into a huge clusterfuck somehow.
There's more of that sharp, directionless anger coming through the crystal, though; she's mad as hell about it, but she doesn't know exactly who she should be mad at. Semolina's dead and her dad's a mess about it, so being angry at either of them feels wrong somehow.]