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Nothing seemed to get through to her, and Savina could feel her hope and confidence waning. She didn't know what else she could, what else she could say to possibly make Ghita understand. Still she wanted to make it better though, to banish these anxieties from her sibling. "Il coraggio è tuttavia il coraggio, non importa il risultato. Lei è stato doluto per provare a qualcosa di di valore di fare, non ci è vergogna in quella, sorella." Savina had gotten hurt before, not quite this bad, but bad enough and it hadn't been for quite so noble reasons. She had stormed off and made a rash decision out of anger and while her intentions hadn't been bad, she had ended up endangering herself, and the whole pack. She had wounded Kansas' trust in her as well. It was all fine now, and no larger consequences had come from her gut decision, but the fey knew how easily things could have disintegrated. Ghita didn't know that story, she had been gone, but she didn't really need to know. Perhaps one day Savina would tell her sister, but today was not that day. Today she just wanted to help her.
Thankfully though, no retort was given to her comment about their mother. Perhaps now wasn't the best time to bring her up, for she didn't want Ghita to feel that she was using it against her in any way, but it was the one thing that she knew would halt her sister's self loathing statements. Plus, the dark Marino daughter felt that she was able to make such a statement truly. She was the one who had stayed with their mother until the end, and she knew with all her heart that Amata would be proud of Ghita for doing what she had done. It was unfortunate for all that she had suffered these injuries, but that didn't diminish what she had gone in there for.
The thoughts that plagued them both were heavy, and she knew that her sister would understand her fears and trepidation. It was a choice that she didn't think any mother could make, much less that any should have to. Savina knew that she would readily offer up her own life for the life of any of her children, but she couldn't ever choose between one or another. She loved them all equally, and the loss of any one of them would break her heart, cripple her. No parent should have to outlive their child, and she prayed that she wouldn't have to deal with such a burden. "Indovino così. Sentirei colpevole che avrei scelto, ma sento già colpevole, anche se non dovrei." Maybe that was both of their problems. Both felt bad for things they couldn't help and no matter what anyone said, they couldn't feel good or okay with what had happened. If that were the case, Savina just hoped that they could both overcome these issues and move forward with their lives.
She knew this wasn't her sister's strong suit, but the pressure of her hand and her words did some ease the heavy laden cloak that shrouded her heart. A very, very soft smile found her lips as she leaned carefully against her kin. "L'amerò sempre anche Ghita. Non importa che."
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