[ His words are all too real and all too painful. The blow pulls her away from him and against the damp cave wall. The cut is swift and out of the blue, cutting her heart open, leaving her vulnerable. Gracia's breathing becomes difficult to sustain, given his reply. Her vision is hazy. Her head is spinning. Her mouth feels dry. Could it be that she was mistaken? That he was telling her the truth? Perhaps this twisted, chaotic world was playing a trick on her? Showing her a man who, on every aspect imaginable, was just like her Father, but in reality, was not? ]
Tenkai...
[ Her tears fall unrestrained. She tries to regain her composure, but honestly speaking, she didn't care for such things right now. Her hands cover her face as she sobs. It becomes clear that despite her effort to accept him as he has presented himself to be, she cannot because her heart is set in the right place. This man - he was Akechi Mitsuhide. He was her Father. There was no mistaking that gut feeling. ]
[ When she speaks again, her disjointed words are muffled against her palms and come out like an incoherent babble. ]
No. No, no no! Father is Father, there is no one, no Tenkai, nobody else but you! [ She rubs at her eyes, and when she looks at him again, her tearful gaze is filled with such pain... ] I'm your daughter, I really am. What kind of magic is making you forget me? Why are you saying these things, I - I'm Gracia! I'm your Tama. [ She shakes her head violently. ] Please, Father, I -
[ It doesn't make any sense. How could it be? She'd have a better time believing the idea of a Father from a different time if she wasn't so convinced that this Mitsuhide was the same one she arrived with in the first place. For indeed, the last memory of her Japan was that she was with Motochika and Mitsuhide. So what happened? Why now, why this facade? ]
[ Her tears have yet to cease when she begins speaking again. ] We were at Yamazaki. Do you remember that? It - it was raining, then. Back home, you had just told me that you trusted me...! Trusted my strength, enough to give me a plan that would help you win against the enemy! And we were going to win! You, me, and Motochika! We would finally make your dream for peace a reality! Father...
[ She inhales deeply yet shakily. ]
Don't you see? I'm...I'm really -
[ Gracia whispers. ]
Take it back. That I'm not your daughter. Please...
[ She can't bear to hear it from him again. She'd rather die than to hear him say she didn't belong to him. To be alone in a dark world such a this was one thing, but to be alone because Mitsuhide refused her, was something entirely different that Gracia would prefer not to think about. ]
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Tenkai...
[ Her tears fall unrestrained. She tries to regain her composure, but honestly speaking, she didn't care for such things right now. Her hands cover her face as she sobs. It becomes clear that despite her effort to accept him as he has presented himself to be, she cannot because her heart is set in the right place. This man - he was Akechi Mitsuhide. He was her Father. There was no mistaking that gut feeling. ]
[ When she speaks again, her disjointed words are muffled against her palms and come out like an incoherent babble. ]
No. No, no no! Father is Father, there is no one, no Tenkai, nobody else but you! [ She rubs at her eyes, and when she looks at him again, her tearful gaze is filled with such pain... ] I'm your daughter, I really am. What kind of magic is making you forget me? Why are you saying these things, I - I'm Gracia! I'm your Tama. [ She shakes her head violently. ] Please, Father, I -
[ It doesn't make any sense. How could it be? She'd have a better time believing the idea of a Father from a different time if she wasn't so convinced that this Mitsuhide was the same one she arrived with in the first place. For indeed, the last memory of her Japan was that she was with Motochika and Mitsuhide. So what happened? Why now, why this facade? ]
[ Her tears have yet to cease when she begins speaking again. ] We were at Yamazaki. Do you remember that? It - it was raining, then. Back home, you had just told me that you trusted me...! Trusted my strength, enough to give me a plan that would help you win against the enemy! And we were going to win! You, me, and Motochika! We would finally make your dream for peace a reality! Father...
[ She inhales deeply yet shakily. ]
Don't you see? I'm...I'm really -
[ Gracia whispers. ]
Take it back. That I'm not your daughter. Please...
[ She can't bear to hear it from him again. She'd rather die than to hear him say she didn't belong to him. To be alone in a dark world such a this was one thing, but to be alone because Mitsuhide refused her, was something entirely different that Gracia would prefer not to think about. ]