( a tale of survival. this one bothers her less, it's something else that lingers. )

No, that's not quite what I mean.

( she's no stranger to the concept. there are a great many things she would throw to the fire for her and hers, but there's always, always been a great distinction even for one as mercurial as her. people she would doom the world for if it meant saving them.

the playfulness is gone, but the softness of her timbre remains. she's curious. measuring. )

I'm asking if you had to make the choice of sacrificing something dear to you to get to where you are.