"Mm, yeah. She hung onto the idea I wasn't in control. That I didn't know. For..." she sighs, heavily, "a long time. And then it was about. Aiming me at the right people."
She automatically falls into making tea. It won't be anything special, but it'll be warm and it'll be tea.
"Though by then— I was wasting away. We all knew I... wasn't gonna make it long. Like that. Basira just didn't understand that was the point."
cw: vague reference to suicide
"Mm, yeah. She hung onto the idea I wasn't in control. That I didn't know. For..." she sighs, heavily, "a long time. And then it was about. Aiming me at the right people."
She automatically falls into making tea. It won't be anything special, but it'll be warm and it'll be tea.
"Though by then— I was wasting away. We all knew I... wasn't gonna make it long. Like that. Basira just didn't understand that was the point."