[It's a stinging question, one well-meant. Ellie knows enough to know that it comes from a place of understanding.
It makes her think better of Margaery, in a way. To be able to talk about people in the past tense, to have the courage to ask. She used to think that it was stronger to keep one's silence -- things happen, and we move on -- but now she knows better.]
A few.
[Ellie says it very quietly. She doesn't usually count herself among to strong ones, but the thought leaves a lump in her throat.
She'd be lucky to have you.
Pausing, Ellie squeezes Margaery's hand again, to reassure her that she didn't cut too deep, push too hard. That it's okay.]
I mean, I thought- that they might care. I wasted a lot of time worrying that they would. Kinda stupid.
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It makes her think better of Margaery, in a way. To be able to talk about people in the past tense, to have the courage to ask. She used to think that it was stronger to keep one's silence -- things happen, and we move on -- but now she knows better.]
A few.
[Ellie says it very quietly. She doesn't usually count herself among to strong ones, but the thought leaves a lump in her throat.
She'd be lucky to have you.
Pausing, Ellie squeezes Margaery's hand again, to reassure her that she didn't cut too deep, push too hard. That it's okay.]
I mean, I thought- that they might care. I wasted a lot of time worrying that they would. Kinda stupid.