You see... the way you spoke, it sounded like you thought less of me because I'm a doll.
( it began from the reassurance offered to her in something where she lacked no confidence, but really, the problem only began to get under maple's skin after the fact. )
When you asked me if I only loved Hiyori because he made me, and then when you asked if Hiyori had stopped loving me, even when I told you he did... I don't think you meant to hurt me, Helena, but you did. It sounded as if you were asking, "Why would he continue to love a machine?"
( she pauses here, only for a moment as she laces her fingers, looking down at them with an unhappy expression. )
I understand that my life may not mean as much to others as a human's, but I'm no less a person. To hear that coming from someone who I consider a friend...
That's not what I meant in the slightest. Not at all.
[and Maple will see on her face absolute honesty, coupled with the shame of speaking such to someone who was nothing but kind to her.]
I do not think less of you at all for you being a doll - there is no earthly reason in my mind why I should. You are a person whose kindness and care I greatly value, and in no way was that meant. I can only offer that there were no hidden intentions, that my questions came from curiosity, from wondering how you experience love, when I know nothing of it - how your lived experience varied from the accounts I read about. They were ill-spoken, though, and I cannot alter that.
I was...I am ignorant, and all I can do is sincerely apologize.
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( it began from the reassurance offered to her in something where she lacked no confidence, but really, the problem only began to get under maple's skin after the fact. )
When you asked me if I only loved Hiyori because he made me, and then when you asked if Hiyori had stopped loving me, even when I told you he did... I don't think you meant to hurt me, Helena, but you did. It sounded as if you were asking, "Why would he continue to love a machine?"
( she pauses here, only for a moment as she laces her fingers, looking down at them with an unhappy expression. )
I understand that my life may not mean as much to others as a human's, but I'm no less a person. To hear that coming from someone who I consider a friend...
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[she says her name softly, sadly, but heartfelt.]
That's not what I meant in the slightest. Not at all.
[and Maple will see on her face absolute honesty, coupled with the shame of speaking such to someone who was nothing but kind to her.]
I do not think less of you at all for you being a doll - there is no earthly reason in my mind why I should. You are a person whose kindness and care I greatly value, and in no way was that meant. I can only offer that there were no hidden intentions, that my questions came from curiosity, from wondering how you experience love, when I know nothing of it - how your lived experience varied from the accounts I read about. They were ill-spoken, though, and I cannot alter that.
I was...I am ignorant, and all I can do is sincerely apologize.