True. She might have a few friends that stay with her and try to get her to go to therapy. (Which she can't - it's not like she can explain seing Ganma when nobody else can.) She's pretty sure, after her family's talk, that the Ganma are horrible and being half Ganma is also something horrible. (Kanon would probably have to explain that while she wouldn't have chosen to conceive with a Ganma, she wouldn't have traded Chiyo for the world. And Chiyo has always been much more human than Ganma.)
(And Makoto has more than a few times wondered outloud to various parties in the know that Chiyo must take after her father in looks, and who that father might be. Kanon has taught herself not to react to this.)
Something else to worry about?
-- Riko took a breath. She'd felt something close on her arm, and it had been only Chiyo's quick move that had pulled her away from whatever it was. She'd been reminded by the haunted look in Chiyo's eyes every time her friend had turned away from walking in a park, or down a street, or into somewhere. Maybe there was nothing wrong with Chiyo, it was just that she and the others could not see what Chiyo saw. Maybe her aunt was right about there being things in the world that humans couldn't always see.
She slowly breathed in and out. Chiyo was still looking around, as if to expect something to show up any minute - something that Riko wished she could see. Sort of. Maybe not. "We need to talk," she said, and maybe the panic in her friend's eyes was worse than when Chiyo had pulled her away.
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Date: 2016-02-08 02:03 am (UTC)(And Makoto has more than a few times wondered outloud to various parties in the know that Chiyo must take after her father in looks, and who that father might be. Kanon has taught herself not to react to this.)
Something else to worry about?
--
Riko took a breath. She'd felt something close on her arm, and it had been only Chiyo's quick move that had pulled her away from whatever it was. She'd been reminded by the haunted look in Chiyo's eyes every time her friend had turned away from walking in a park, or down a street, or into somewhere. Maybe there was nothing wrong with Chiyo, it was just that she and the others could not see what Chiyo saw. Maybe her aunt was right about there being things in the world that humans couldn't always see.
She slowly breathed in and out. Chiyo was still looking around, as if to expect something to show up any minute - something that Riko wished she could see. Sort of. Maybe not. "We need to talk," she said, and maybe the panic in her friend's eyes was worse than when Chiyo had pulled her away.