Cleo is, understandably, quite confused. But even so, the hesitation, the outright fear in her voice is obvious.
"I... I didn't send you a message..." She manages to say, voice choking up. She's trying not to cry. Crying is weakness. She's already shown Togusa, a member of the force she so admires, nothing but weakness. She can't show him more.
... But then again, a part of her argues, maybe she should. Maybe she should make it clear just how unsuitable she is. Make it clear she's too weak for a job like this. Make it clear she can't do anything.
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"I... I didn't send you a message..." She manages to say, voice choking up. She's trying not to cry. Crying is weakness. She's already shown Togusa, a member of the force she so admires, nothing but weakness. She can't show him more.
... But then again, a part of her argues, maybe she should. Maybe she should make it clear just how unsuitable she is. Make it clear she's too weak for a job like this. Make it clear she can't do anything.