[ It's true, that others have told her - well, not details of what's happened to her here, exactly, but that she's had a difficult time nonetheless. But no matter how they promised Gilia is safe now, surrounded by people she trusts (names Gala doesn't recognize), it had done little to ease her anxiety.
Only now that she has Gilia again, under her protection, does she ease. But...
There's a tilt to her head as she observes her princess, those brows furrowed still, not following the words she's given at first. Thinking, remembering, considering, with a start: that Gilia doesn't know. If time here is as wrong as she's seen it to be, then it's possible that this Gilia's experience doesn't extend as far as Gala's, isn't it? ]
No, I- [ She stops herself from voicing the thought. Selfish as it is, Gala can't bring herself to admit her failure, not now at least, not when she has her charge again. ] Anything you need, it's yours. What can I do?
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Only now that she has Gilia again, under her protection, does she ease. But...
There's a tilt to her head as she observes her princess, those brows furrowed still, not following the words she's given at first. Thinking, remembering, considering, with a start: that Gilia doesn't know. If time here is as wrong as she's seen it to be, then it's possible that this Gilia's experience doesn't extend as far as Gala's, isn't it? ]
No, I- [ She stops herself from voicing the thought. Selfish as it is, Gala can't bring herself to admit her failure, not now at least, not when she has her charge again. ] Anything you need, it's yours. What can I do?