[ so...Xion is a monster. this timid girl who seems to be constantly worrying about other people is a monster. a gigantic, scary thing. how can she say that she'd make sure it'd never happen again? it shouldn't have happened the first time, and yet Xion hadn't stopped it then. what was so different now?
maybe...maybe she was still a monster, in a way. a monster in the form of a girl. ] You.... [ Fenimore doesn't look directly at the journal, instead lowering her head, her eyes obscured by her bangs. ]
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maybe...maybe she was still a monster, in a way. a monster in the form of a girl. ] You.... [ Fenimore doesn't look directly at the journal, instead lowering her head, her eyes obscured by her bangs. ]