If Light regrets one thing, it's that she didn't grab Wen Qing the moment she saw the woman's brother making that familiar crossing to the exit of the station, into the fog beyond. She's tried to stop people before, to get in their way or knock them out or get through to them, and she's felt how shitty it was to fail.
She doesn't want to think about how it would feel to try with someone she knew and loved. With family.
So, she hesitated, and Wen Qing ran, and she's been... what, avoiding her? Light's not sure. She's definitely making herself scarce, or she's busy, or the door is shut. Projecting an air that's kept Light uncertain.
She's had enough of being a coward about it by the third day.
"Qing!" There's a half-full bottle of liquor under her arm, along with a blanket and a bottle of water (full). She's prepared. "Talk to me!" A rap on the door again, and she leans her head against it for a moment. "... Or, to someone. I guess."
Backtag - for Wen Qing
She doesn't want to think about how it would feel to try with someone she knew and loved. With family.
So, she hesitated, and Wen Qing ran, and she's been... what, avoiding her? Light's not sure. She's definitely making herself scarce, or she's busy, or the door is shut. Projecting an air that's kept Light uncertain.
She's had enough of being a coward about it by the third day.
"Qing!" There's a half-full bottle of liquor under her arm, along with a blanket and a bottle of water (full). She's prepared. "Talk to me!" A rap on the door again, and she leans her head against it for a moment. "... Or, to someone. I guess."