[At first, she's petrified. The dark expression she's never seen directed at her--not like that, not her, not little innocent Elicia who'd never throw things or cause trouble for her beloved big brother. But here she was, looking down at her with such a frightening look; her knees tremble where she stands, and her heartbeat races.
He's mad at her. He's so mad, and in a way, this is exactly what she wanted.
To make him angry. To get that awful look and replace it with anything else. She'd rather him be mad than look like that; she hates it. Hates it. She knew he didn't like food getting wasted. She knew it was bad. But she just--
lost it for a moment.
Her face goes pale and she grips the camera tightly in her hands.
And she doesn't--
know what to do.
So as though she's not even in the room, she's completely unresponsive. It's here that she realizes--everyone was going to go away, eventually. Elicia sees something she had not before, as a young, carefree child.
Everyone will go away.
She's completely oblivious to the sanctity of food, numbed to why Sanji's mad, almost trapped in her own little bubble. She raises the camera and takes another picture. He's mad at me, now I'll never have a good picture. And then takes another. And another.
action; shhhh no shhhhhhhh
He's mad at her. He's so mad, and in a way, this is exactly what she wanted.
To make him angry. To get that awful look and replace it with anything else. She'd rather him be mad than look like that; she hates it. Hates it. She knew he didn't like food getting wasted. She knew it was bad. But she just--
lost it for a moment.
Her face goes pale and she grips the camera tightly in her hands.
And she doesn't--
know what to do.
So as though she's not even in the room, she's completely unresponsive. It's here that she realizes--everyone was going to go away, eventually. Elicia sees something she had not before, as a young, carefree child.
Everyone will go away.
She's completely oblivious to the sanctity of food, numbed to why Sanji's mad, almost trapped in her own little bubble. She raises the camera and takes another picture. He's mad at me, now I'll never have a good picture. And then takes another. And another.
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