84 [Voice]

[flameandpassion]

[There is a pause before the girl that was in a dozen pieces begins to speak. Her voice is quiet, free of the normal conviction and bravado that she would normally have in such a situation.]

Tell me where I'm needed.

[She has no right to call the shots when this is half her fault.]

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[flameandpassion]

I don't deserve an ounce of forgiveness.

[With mounting tension in her tone as she fights the urge to just end the feed. It's not worth it. It's not worth the argument, but running away is just as pointless.]

But call me a traitor again and you won't have a tongue.

[hisbutler_bound]

That doesn't answer my question. You're useful, I won't deny that, or at least I should say Sailor Mars is. But Rei Hino, I could honestly do without. Tell me, won't you, the answer to my question? They need your power, your wards, so they'll pretend they don't distrust you.

[Sebastian can't help the way his lips are curved into that tight knit little fox grin]

Whether you've done it on accident or not, someone will consider you a traitor, because you are.

[flameandpassion]

[She is silent for a long moment after that, because what can she say? He's right. All of it is right. But at the same time -- ]

I have at least one person who doesn't.

[Suddenly, and defiantly.]

And if Hitsugaya Toushirou thinks I'm worth keeping around for the next day, then that's enough to keep me fighting until I can solve this.

Shut your mouth and move along.

[hisbutler_bound]

Yes, I'm aware of what that short little brat thinks. Even he knows how useful you are.

[For once he's not amused and is being rather blunt] No, I won't be silenced. The truth of the matter is, no one needs you to solve this. You've done enough. Someone else will figure out how to fix your mistake for you.

[flameandpassion]

[She ignores the insult. Hitsugaya never bothers with what he doesn't think is worth it. And if he feels telling Sebastian to leave her alone is worth his effort, then it's worth his effort. Which means that at least one person in this city has enough faith and trust in her to mend what she's done. And that, more than the countless dismissals of 'oh, I don't blame you' and 'I know you're sorry' that she's received since revealing herself as alive, is enough to make her grit her teeth and suck it up and shove aside her pain to snap back.]

This isn't about whether or not anyone needs me to solve anything. It's about what I need to do in order to make this right.

[Tightly.]

Continue monitoring your area and keep your own people safe. I'd hate to step on your delicate toes when your garden gets incinerated because you were too busy complaining at me over the disruption to your schedule.

I can deal with you later.

[And the feed is cut. She has a witch to hunt.]