Musubi resisted the hold, at first, trying to squirm out of the mage woman's grip in a very cat-like fashion, but after a short while, she could see that she wasn't getting away from the older Elisabeth.  <"I just wanted...I...">  And then she started crying, nay, sobbing as she finally let out all the pent-up emotions.  Self-hatred for allowing them to do to her what they had, even though it had never reached the intended end; betrayal because of the actions of her parents, who had chosen to stand by their upbringing and the group, rather than protect the one daughter that they had daily confessed to care for and love; and disgust at the person who had invented such a despicable idea.<br/><br/>She sniffled.  <"I'm sorry...you must think I'm a real crybaby for getting upset over something that happened a year ago...">  She rested her head on the older woman's shoulder, not moving away from Elisabeth.  Musubi started to brush the tears out of her eyes with the back of her slim fingers.  <"Was there something else that you wanted to know?">  To her, she still wasn't done answering the mage woman's questions.