[ the thread shrinks tugging at Furina's arm, putting her script aside she gets to her feet and moves into his space taking his hand within her own intertwining their fingers. she can understand that feeling of outsideness, she can understand the inability to trust others and holding them at arms length. perhaps that is why she found herself so inexplicably drawn to him, the songs of their pasts rang so similar and in tune. there is comfort in a person who bare the same or similar scars, in someone who understands when others do not. ]

Sometimes I feel I am not worth being held onto. [ raising their joined hands up Furina places a kiss to the back of his. ] Even if it was to save everyone, I lied for five hundred years. I stood idly by and did nothing while people suffered. While you suffered. I was Archon in name only, but I should have used that name stop such terrible things from happening.

[ she was not completely idle, she spent years trying to figure out a way to spare Fontaine from it's terrible fate. but still... there is so much more she should have done, that she could have done, were the chains of fear not wrapped around her so tightly.

the thread tightens again. ]