[Maya's watching the man -- Lockon Stratos' -- face again by this point. She appreciates the small, and what she also imagines mature, changes observed therein. No doubt it shows somewhere along her lips.]
[ Lockon isn't really sure what answer he was expecting. It's an unusual answer to hear from most people but... in a way, it seems to fit this woman. Possibly because she's seemed so calm during this entire exchange.
As he shakes his head with a light exhale that could pass for a chuckle, a small, rueful smile crosses his face. ]
I don't know if I'd say it's forgiving. [While she speaks, her shoulders roll slightly, and Maya stares subduedly at a point somewhere along his chin.] There are some things that man did that I'm not sure I'll ever be able to forgive.
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[Maya's watching the man -- Lockon Stratos' -- face again by this point. She appreciates the small, and what she also imagines mature, changes observed therein. No doubt it shows somewhere along her lips.]
... I said no.
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As he shakes his head with a light exhale that could pass for a chuckle, a small, rueful smile crosses his face. ]
You must have a really forgiving nature.
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But I've learned hate does nothing for me.