[ she'd be furious to know he thought of her as a stranger. but it's true, isn't it? he doesn't know her. she only knows what she's seen on the news and heard the stories about what a legend he'd been. every one of the latter had been another scar over her heart, because she'd kept being told how important she was because of who her father had been, but he could never even be bothered to meet her.
but can she really hold onto that anger when she'd just had to do the same thing with her own daughter?
he tells her to move from the door - she can't hear him, but the message is still pretty clear. she obliges, a green glow encircling her hands in wisps as she tries to reach through the barrier to pull the rod being used as a battering ram the rest of the way through, in case him launching it isn't enough to break the door on its own. ]
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but can she really hold onto that anger when she'd just had to do the same thing with her own daughter?
he tells her to move from the door - she can't hear him, but the message is still pretty clear. she obliges, a green glow encircling her hands in wisps as she tries to reach through the barrier to pull the rod being used as a battering ram the rest of the way through, in case him launching it isn't enough to break the door on its own. ]