[ She wants to rail again - rant about the stupid hoops existing in the first place, scream and yell at whoever was bastard enough to think it was okay to do this to her, to anyone.
But none of that will change the fact that she's here. She's said it herself, in the past: we can't control what happens to us. Only how we react, and the choices we make. She's going to have to make choices to get back to Trixie. She may have to suck it up and jump through the hoops, whether she likes it or not. There are a lot worse things she'd be willing to do for her daughter. She'd kill for Trixie. She'd die for Trixie, if it came to it. Embarking on an absurd self-improvement regimen should be a piece of cake, comparatively. Right?
The other woman's arms are around her, and even knowing she's an android, she can't help but be reminded of Ella's hugs. So she hugs back. Hugs can be good, sometimes. ]
Thanks. You're right: we're not alone. That's something. It could be a big something, if we put our heads together.
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But none of that will change the fact that she's here. She's said it herself, in the past: we can't control what happens to us. Only how we react, and the choices we make. She's going to have to make choices to get back to Trixie. She may have to suck it up and jump through the hoops, whether she likes it or not. There are a lot worse things she'd be willing to do for her daughter. She'd kill for Trixie. She'd die for Trixie, if it came to it. Embarking on an absurd self-improvement regimen should be a piece of cake, comparatively. Right?
The other woman's arms are around her, and even knowing she's an android, she can't help but be reminded of Ella's hugs. So she hugs back. Hugs can be good, sometimes. ]
Thanks. You're right: we're not alone. That's something. It could be a big something, if we put our heads together.