[As Caitlyn stands there, growing increasingly uncomfortable with Callisto's piercing stare, her brows furrow into a heavy frown. Is she supposed to--
Oh.
The frown only grows deeper once Callisto speaks.
She glances away for a moment, honestly thinking about the question. What would she do if her parents were killed? If Jayce were killed? If... ]
Someone I... care about... [The words are chosen carefully. She's not exactly ready to say she loves Vi.] ...may very well be dead. Back home. If she is... [She shakes her head, the gesture small, helpless, awkward.] No, I'll never let it go. But I know she wouldn't want me to live the rest of my life in pain. She'd want me to find comfort where I could.
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Oh.
The frown only grows deeper once Callisto speaks.
She glances away for a moment, honestly thinking about the question. What would she do if her parents were killed? If Jayce were killed? If... ]
Someone I... care about... [The words are chosen carefully. She's not exactly ready to say she loves Vi.] ...may very well be dead. Back home. If she is... [She shakes her head, the gesture small, helpless, awkward.] No, I'll never let it go. But I know she wouldn't want me to live the rest of my life in pain. She'd want me to find comfort where I could.