[Silence. Utena doesn't fight when Mami pulls away from her grasp; her arms go slack, her shoulders hitch and then slump. Her hand reaches to touch at the shoulder of her jacket, damp from Mami's tears, and her expression clouds.
Then she's moving, not to comfort Mami this time, because she senses...she knows it would ultimately be worthless, now. She had caused enough damage, she thought...but she does allow herself some regret, that things went this way, so quickly. That everything couldn't be simpler, that she couldn't promise things would get better for Mami. She didn't know if that was true or not, and to promise to return...it would be childish and overly idealistic; it would be cruel. Utena has no way of knowing that, not anymore.
So instead of moving to comfort, she moves away. Her head dips; she turns her back and pads toward the apartment entrance to retrieve her shoes.
She hesitates for a second later, then something in her expression seems to harden. In a voice that only wavers a little, she says:]
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Then she's moving, not to comfort Mami this time, because she senses...she knows it would ultimately be worthless, now. She had caused enough damage, she thought...but she does allow herself some regret, that things went this way, so quickly. That everything couldn't be simpler, that she couldn't promise things would get better for Mami. She didn't know if that was true or not, and to promise to return...it would be childish and overly idealistic; it would be cruel. Utena has no way of knowing that, not anymore.
So instead of moving to comfort, she moves away. Her head dips; she turns her back and pads toward the apartment entrance to retrieve her shoes.
She hesitates for a second later, then something in her expression seems to harden. In a voice that only wavers a little, she says:]
...Goodbye, Mami.
[The door opens, closes...and she's gone.]