[That a memory so steeped in blood, something that should carry the sense of overwhelming victory, doesn't occur to her more than sometimes could mean many things.
Typically, he'd assume fear, regret, a sense of the loss of life at the scene had something to do with its repression.
But for Diva, Takasugi wonders if it's simply too commonplace an experience. Restraint and eruption, volleying back and forth at the whim of someone else.
He'd rather see her break free of her own volition - though he wouldn't expect it to be any less gruesome an undertaking.] How did you get out?
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Typically, he'd assume fear, regret, a sense of the loss of life at the scene had something to do with its repression.
But for Diva, Takasugi wonders if it's simply too commonplace an experience. Restraint and eruption, volleying back and forth at the whim of someone else.
He'd rather see her break free of her own volition - though he wouldn't expect it to be any less gruesome an undertaking.] How did you get out?