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conversations.value:  "What does status have to do with this?! Claire, if we can’t even save one person, then saving our kingdom is a pipe dream!"
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conversations.value:  "Rae!" Claire said sharply.
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conversations.value:  I turned around. I’d said too much. "I’m sorry…"
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conversations.value:  "Whatever has gotten into you?" Claire asked, bewildered. "This isn’t like you at all."
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conversations.value:  "I… My friend. Misaki. She…or, well, he…was forced to live as the wrong gender." I’d known this was part of my problem. The whole time we were trying to help Yu, I couldn’t stop remembering Misaki. He had been told he was a girl as a child, but he’d known he was a boy. "Just like Master Yu, no one around him understood, and he was forced to live a lie…until, one day, he killed himself."
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conversations.value:  Claire gasped. I was looking down, so I couldn’t see her, but I heard it. "He didn’t die just because no one listened. He died because he was afraid of how he might be hurting others. And that—"
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conversations.value:  "That…is awful."
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conversations.value:  After we went searching together for tsuchinoko, Misaki would often cry to me. Why hadn’t he been born in a body everyone would recognize as a boy’s? Why did he have to suffer over something that everyone else took for granted? If he were a “normal” boy, he could have made Kosaki so happy, and so on, and so on. "I did my best to help Misaki," I whispered, "but in the end, I wasn’t enough to heal his wounds. And there was no curse to lift. But with Yu… We can help Yu. And still—"
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conversations.value:  "That’s enough. Come now," Claire said, and then she hugged me. I couldn’t help myself. I clung to her. "I still remember," I said, voice shaking. "At the funeral, I watched Kosaki cling to Misaki’s coffin, crying."
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conversations.value:  "I see."
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conversations.value:  "But the world… Misaki’s parents blamed him. They called him weak, said he was wrong to feel how he did."
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conversations.value:  "I see."
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conversations.value:  "I don’t ever want that to happen again. After they’re gone, it’s too late," I babbled. But I wasn’t crying.
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conversations.value:  "Yes," Claire was being kind, as if soothing a baby, and she kept holding me for a long time.
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conversations.value:  Before we knew it, the rain was coming down in sheets, and we couldn’t hear each other anymore. Claire held me tight until the carriage came. The rain never stopped that day.
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