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You're right. I wasn't there. But I heard that Copy talk to plenty of people so I know the kinds of things he had to say. None of it was good and none of it was even true so I don't think he would have changed his ways just to talk to you. He was just a liar who said things to hurt people. That's all.

And I'm not talking to you nonchalantly. I'm just being honest. Maybe it didn't involve me the same way it involves you but it was a copy of my trainer and he did and said stuff to someone I love so I actually do sort of feel like it's OK to say something about it? I don't think that's really so unreasonable? If you were in my place, wouldn't you be kind or hurt and mad?

Say what you will. You can think whatever you want to of the situation. Far be it from me to say otherwise. But in the same respects, I will think of it as I choose to and I will do as I please.

If you really find it that necessary to see me, then fine. But I doubt we have much we need to say to one another.

That's fine. You're right. We can both think whatever we want.

I want to see you. Of course I do. But not if it's going to hurt you or make you feel any worse. I don't want that. If you really think things are going to be somehow better for you if you don't see me any more then that's what we can do. I just want you to be happy. If I'm something that makes you unhappy then that's all there is to it, I think.

You are such an idiot, Sonny, and I say that with as much affection as I have left within me. You don't make me unhappy. But I-

No. You are right. I suppose it is better for me to say it to your face rather than to write it.

Pick a time and a place and I will meet you there.

An idiot? I'm just trying really hard to do the right thing and I'm sorry if I don't really know what that is!

Fine. Right now. And I pick the greenhouse.

I don't think it's your obligation to do anything for this and I don't really know if there is a 'right' thing. Good on you for the attempt.

Right now, you said. As in, right right now.

[Not that she was doing anything. Because she wasn't. So she could begrudgingly go to meet him.]

There's always a right thing to do but that doesn't mean it's easy to do or even easy to figure out.

Right, right now. I'm going to hit 'send' and then I'm going to put on a shirt and shoes and start walking.

If you say so.

[Voile's faith in anything 'right' is more than a little shaken up by the way things turned out.]

Give me a few minutes and I'll be there.

[Conversely, Sonny's faith in things being 'right' has only been strengthened by the fact that Red is back to normal now. Maybe things were terrible before, but they should be working their way towards getting over it all. Right?

He doesn't reply to her message because after he pulled on those shoes he was on his way to the greenhouse as he said he would be. And that's where she'd find him, one way or the other.]

[Her feelings were a bit all over the place. Voile felt a lot of things. And a lot of things she couldn't rightfully identify because they didn't feel like her. But it was something she didn't know how to talk about and something she didn't want to talk about.

Facing Sonny. Meeting Sonny. None of that was easy. Not that there was really anything hindering her and she supposed she no longer had anything to feel guilty about. Anything left from that was all past things, like her inability to speak up about what was going on. Still, the present was what it was, and there was nothing more to say past that.

She tried not to make him wait too long and she moved quickly enough that she had to fix her hair when she did arrive. Before going in, she settled the braid over her right shoulder and ducked her head in first before the rest of her followed, still dressed like a diva, but not feeling much like one.]

...Sonny?

[His own emotions were running a little high. Probably not so much as hers but that was just her nature. He'd only been there a moment or two when she arrived - neither one had too far to travel, after all.]

Voile! Hi!

[Despite everything else? He couldn't help smiling when he saw her. He knew that there was a high probability that this was going to wind up being somehow not what he wanted at all? But the simple truth was, she never failed to bring a smile to his face with her presence.]

It's good to see you.

[When she found him, she moved carefully, somewhat with some thought and consideration. How long had it been since she'd actually seen him in person? June? She knew it was a while. Red had pulled her aside just a week after her birthday. Maybe last time they really saw one another was when he got put in prison with Max and she brought them food.

She eyed him carefully, trying to figure out just what she was supposed to get out of this meeting. He was going to be sweet, kind, and forgiving, and she just didn't have it in her to be the same way. Not that she held anything against him, because she didn't, but she certainly was no rainbow in a field of flowers.]

Yes, hello.

[She nodded to him politely, not too sure of where else to go with things.]

[Well, he HAD made a point to see her on her Birthday specifically, to give her the cake he'd made. Even though Red had told him he wasn't to do so. It seemed so long ago to him, though. He couldn't help that flutter of excitement he got any time he saw her, whether it was after a day or a week or in this case, quite some time.]

Hi!

[He was repeating himself. He knew he was. It was easier than moving forward. Well, no, not entirely - there were lots of things he really wanted to talk about! It seemed like she had some plans for the contest hall and he'd like to hear about those. And he wanted to tell her that her hair looked lovely - he liked the braid.

Unfortunately, they weren't here for those sorts of pleasantries, were they?]

You said that there was something you thought would be better to say to my face? Well. Here's my face.

Yes. I... did.

[Looking aside, she was careful not to meet his gaze.]

Yet it seems any courage I might have had to do so has abruptly left. Implying I had any courage in the first place. [Which she didn't and she was aware of.]

Was there something you had to say to me? Why did you want to see me? What can I do for you?

[She wasn't detached, but she could treat the situation with a little more care. Or a lot, as the case might have been.]

[Well. Detached or careful weren't words that really described Sonny. He knew what he wanted to say and roughly how he wanted to say it so, onward with the words. Quite a few of them.]

There's lots of things I wanted to say! Some of it I already typed to you. I didn't mean to have a conversation about that with text, though. That's why I wanted to meet up. I wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened with the Other Red, and that I wasn't there to stop him. I only just heard about it and that's why I didn't try to stop him or try to find you after. I just... didn't know.

[He could do a lot of things but he wasn't Dialga or Celebi - There was no going back in time with the benefit of hindsight.

He took a few steps forward, but didn't insert himself into her line of sight. She was looking away for a reason, after all.]

It's not really anything you can do for me? More the other way around. I just.... wanted to tell you I was sorry and that if there's anything I can do for YOU, to make you feel better then you can just tell me. I know it must have been really confusing and scary and I know he hurt you and I just wanted to let you know that I'm here to support you if you want that.

[She listened very attentively, took in each thing he had to say, tried not to flinch too much, and tried not to just immediately turn him away or aside. He was only trying to help her and she knew that. She had not forgotten what Red's darker self had said either. Their conversation where she stood in relation to... well. The relationship that went in the unreciprocated 'v' as opposed to an honest to Pele triangle. And it still went beyond her as to why Sonny would have such a conversation with his trainer in the first place. At least, not without telling her first.

Thin eyebrows knit together as she did finally eye him again, but not because he was or wasn't in her line of sight. It was because he moved closer and to be fair, she had somewhat been against the invasions of personal space. She hadn't forgotten how it felt for Red to take her, where he put his hands, and the tingle that remained seemed to stay even after showers and baths. And there was an undeniable tightness in her chest when someone got too close. She hadn't forgotten that either.

So she lifted her left hand in the hopes that he'd know to stay his distance.]

I don't need you to do anything for me. I doubt that there is anything you can do. That isn't your place. It isn't your responsibility, and I'm sure you know that. I don't think for a moment this offer has anything to do with you feeling like you have to, and I know you want to, but I don't think there's a single thing you can do. Everything has changed. Nothing will be what it was. Everything will be different now.

Hnnn...

[He'd been hoping not to hear something like that from her. That there was nothing he could do and that things would never be the same. Hoping that there was something he COULD do and things would eventually just go back to normal had maybe been too much. But he would have settled for one of the two.]

Alright.

[Despite the fact that he was a pretty physical person and hugs made him feel better in 99.9% of cases, he understood her gesture well enough and took a step back. He didn't understand what was behind it of course, but the meaning was very clear.]

I wish there WAS something I could do. Red is back to normal now and I know he feels really terrible about what happened. He can't even talk. He wrote it down for me on a pad and I think he was really scared because he thought I was going to be mad at him...

[That last part sounded uncharacteristically bitter. He was really, really mad of course. However, the person who was the cause of it had disappeared and would never have to face any real consequences for what had happened. That was the most frustrating part.]

All I can do is... be here. For him. And for you. And maybe that's really not going to help anyone right now, but maybe in time it will do some good.

[And she appreciated that he respected her personal space, for it was nothing against him personally. And she hoped he knew that. She couldn't express anything very well aside from a great deal of high guard. As if she had need to protect herself from everything and everyone. Even more so that Alcin had left, though his stay was temporary.

...And there was Seth, too. To say Voile was 'over' anything would have been nothing short of a blatant falsehood and she knew she couldn't even claim it.]

I think you should be as you ever are and see to his - Red's - condition. I don't hate him and I don't despise him. While it may not have been him mentally or emotionally, it was him physically.

It was his hands on me. It was his face in mine. It was his- [Just replaying the threat that was too close to the real thing of Red kissing her was enough for Voile to lift her hands and hide her face behind them. A few moments at least before she forced herself back together.]

It was still him to some degree. The things that shadow of his said weren't false. Everything he accused me of was accurate. Everything he said about me was true. I can't refute it and I'm not going to.

[Her posture straightened and she gave Sonny her direct attention.]

...You have my sincerest apologies, Sonny Moe. For everything that was happening that I failed to tell you. For everything I kept from you. For all of the inconvenience I caused. You owe me nothing and you have no responsibilities to me.

No responsibilities to you.

[It wasn't really a question or even a direct repeat of her own statement. If anything it sounded a little deadpan and a little weary. He scratched at the rough hair on his chin and shook his head.]

Why are you apologizing so much? And saying stuff like I have no responsibility to you? You make it sound like I should be upset with you or something and I'm not. I haven't been. Not even once.

[But that was just classic Voile, wasn't it? She got hit and she was told a pack of lies (Because despite her assurances to the contrary, he couldn't believe that Other Red was truthful in whatever he said to her.) and went on to apologize for being an inconvenience and assuring him that he needn't worry about her being a burden because, hey, he owed her nothing. And she lay all this out like some kind of succinct, formal statement. As if responding to a complaint he'd actually made.]

I don't.... want your apology. Apologies. Any of them. At all. Because you didn't do anything wrong. So it doesn't mean anything. Maybe you didn't tell me things I would of wanted to know but you didn't have to - It's your choice what you want to talk about and with who. So, apologizing for that makes it sound like you feel like you have responsibilities to me and how is that fair if you don't want me to have any to you?

[And just like that, he managed to silence her. Easily. Because she didn't expect him to say so much, or to say what he had in the way that he did. It left her not only speechless, but eying him blankly, for she'd evidently not had a plan that extended past her apology to him.

Were there things she could say? Of course. But would he hear them? She had a feeling he wouldn't. As if he'd already made up his mind about things regardless of anything she might have said to otherwise counter them. In a way, it frustrated her because once again, she was having to give into someone else. And it was in her nature to surrender.

It didn't leave her with the most appealing feeling.]

I don't agree with you, but you're stubborn enough just to keep going regardless of what I might say. I guess I have no other alternative than to accept that.

[She shook her head at him.]

I'm not really sure what you want out of this talk with me. I don't really know where it should go, myself, or what I was expecting in meeting you out here.

I don't know either. But it sounded like you wanted to say Goodbye. At least, that's what it sounded like to me? I don't know WHY you think it's better if we don't talk any more but if that's really what you think is best then I guess I don't really have much of a choice?

[Because going against her wishes if that was what she wanted would just be awful. He loved her, sure. But he wasn't going to force his company on her. He wasn't some kind of creepy stalker and really, it wasn't his nature to be forceful in the first place.]

And saying goodbye in person is better than saying it through e-mail or text message or even phone call, I think.

There's a difference between heart and thought. How I feel...

[She lifted a hand and settled it over where her heart was.]

...Hm. Since everything that happened with Red, I never ignored or forgot how I felt about you. But sometimes I have to not only think of myself, and I need to be able to think of you. Marie, too. Anyone, theoretically, who isn't me.

[Voile shook her head.]

I worry for your happiness if you associate with me too much more. I will be undoubtedly a source of a lot of tension and I'm not positive I can handle that. I don't think I was as good a person to you as I should have been. Friends don't keep things from each other. What we were was more than friends. It makes it look like I spit all over our relationship because I didn't respect you enough.

You'll understand if I don't really feel that great about the whole thing.

Well. Yeah.... I can understand why you don't feel so great about it. But it isn't your fault! It isn't anyone's fault. It's strange and complicated and I really don't like what happened but there's nothing any of us could of done to change it so...

[So. They had just dealt with it as best as they could in their own ways. Really, it was a terrible group of people for this to have happened to. Voile was self sacrificing to a fault, Sonny was far too laid back and lacked the assertiveness to make what he wanted known, and Marie was silent and moody when things didn't go his way which was most of the time, let alone when something like this reared it's head.]

I think everything you did was just fine. I don't think anyone could find any fault with how you handled things and I don't feel disrespected or spat on. I'm grateful, really, because you treated me and my Brother really, really kindly? You're patient with him and with me and I don't think you really even know how patient you are or how good you are for us. Maybe not everyone would think of it that way but they just don't know enough about it.

You wouldn't ever need to worry about making me unhappy. Even though I was thinking to myself that you were coming here just to tell me again that you didn't want to talk to me any more? I felt happy just to see you. Your hair looks really nice, by the way? The braid. It looks good.

[He made a braiding motion with his hands and even managed a small smile.]

[It wasn't the first time she'd heard it. Several people had said she was good for Marie. Red, included. He was the one who asked her to believe in Marie in the first place. And she had. And she still did. Even when he came to her with demands that she could not argue against him with.

Somehow it seemed ironic to hear it from Sonny, the brother of the boy who'd seemed so in need of her compassion and her kindnesses. All simply because it was within the whole embodiment of Voile to be that kind of individual. Rarely a thought for herself, yet every thought in the world for everyone else who wasn't her. At least when in the public eye.

When she thought about how she closed herself up and spent time alone, she realised she felt selfish in those times, for the only things she thought of were how things had fallen apart. The things she'd endured. How it was a 'big old sad' world for her.

She blinked when she seemed to come a little more to attention, which was about the time he started talking about her hair. Dipping her head, she lifted her hands to it and shifted it slightly, regardless of its weight and all.]

When Seth and I hosted the club and contest gathering, I had thought it seemed about the right time for a change. I guess I liked it so much and I felt like I'd reinvented myself that I just kept with it. I guess in a way, it makes me feel like I'm growing up a little and I'm not so 'young.'

[Ah. That was when she'd changed it. He still wasn't sure what to make of the whole 'Seth' thing so, he wasn't about to weigh in on the topic - Arceus knew that wasn't a matter that needed addressing at this point.]

It looks really pretty. It suits you.

[Repeating himself. Again. Maybe if he did that enough she'd smile and they could just talk about the things they usually chatted about. One last time? Or maybe as simply a prelude to many more sunny mornings, conversing under the trees, holding hands and laughing...

Probably not, but he was nothing if not an optimist.]

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