‘It’s not your fault, Kate. You didn’t do this.’
‘That doesn’t mean I can’t care.’

There was something unsettling in her stoic devotion, in the genuine concern saturating her voice. Above these seemingly small things loomed the notion -the understanding- of just how willingly she would submit herself. Of how deeply loyalty has rooted itself in her being - even now, breath still rasp, bandages still wet from blood.
Did she not understand the extent of her betrayal?
She glanced up to catch her eyes, hoping to see even a fraction of the loathing she felt over her own actions – over how intoxicatingly sweet it had been to engulf herself in her anger and primal instincts, how exhilarating it had been to feel her own power, and how otherworldly the respite had been that her unhinged mind provided.
She hoped to find that glint of sickly pale blue to reassure that this -the kindness, the companionship, the solace- was all just Rena’s perverse joke, a twisted although not underserved revenge.
But to her utter dismay those emerald green irises showed none of that. She cast down her eyes, laying a hand on the intact metal plate on Kate’s chest as one last tender protest.
‘What I did to her, I did to you - how can you not hate me?’
‘Because if I did,’ she said after a brief pause, ‘I would have no one left to love.’
With those words she felt the waves crash down on her accompanied by the flare of salt burning the socket of her blinded right eye.

follow-up of this nfsw mess https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47532336/

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ya lads around here can get the lit accompanying this. I feel like indulging in myself here a touch more than on other platforms, heh.
with any luck I can will myself to get some more art done of these two-and-a-half, so all the narrative crypticness may clear up.
eventually.

(recommended literature: PVRIS - Use Me // https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5t_nKIrLLSw )