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The Southerner shook her head swiftly almost eager at the chance to interact. Spending time with peers proved to be fleeting and precious so she valued it despite its brevity. “It’s alright,” she reassured the other girl as her brow knit in concern. Her voice had often been lost in the shuffle among her brothers and father so she was familiar with repeating herself. “I think it’s good to express oneself. It isn’t healthy to keep it all inside, right?” or so said the girl that bottled up every negative emotion possible.
❝Ahaha, you’re right about that! Nothing good ever comes of keeping it all inside. Sooner or later, you’re liable to explode.❞ Not that she was really one to talk, either. Kagome was…an old hand at ranting and speaking on and on without pause, but there was just as much that she refused to share with anyone. Even Sango didn’t quite get the full run-down of every single thought that passed through her mind, and THAT was saying something. ❝If you’re sure – I could use an ear. I mean, not a physical ear; a metaphorical one!❞
