Genny x Sonya

C
G: Ah...
S: My, such a little girl.
G: H-Hi there...
S: Now now, you don't have to run away. Have I done anything wrong?
G: No, but... I'm not really good around people like you...
S: Wow, what a greeting. Why is that?
G: ...
S: ...You don't have to tell me. I'm sorry. I won't bother you again.
G: Oh, no...

B
G: Excuse me...Sonya?
S: My, what's the matter? You don't normally talk to me like this.
G: I wanted to apologize for being mean before.
S: You didn't have to. It doesn't bother me at all.
G: But it bothers me. When I said I had trouble with you, it was because you're like my mother.
S: Now that feels a bit more rude! I may be old, but not old enough to have a child as old as you.
G: Th-that's not what I mean! It's been so many years since I last saw her...when she brought me to the priory.
S: Oh...
G: The way she did make-up is a lot like the way you do. It's very pretty. Every time I see you, I remember her... I'm sorry.
S: Genny...

A
S: Genny.
G: Oh, it's Sonya...
S: Am I still a bother to you?
G: Um...a little.
S: I see. But I want to tell you something. When I was a child, I was raised in a priory. My father didn't want me.
G: Oh...
S: Whenever I see anyone like him, I want to hurt him. Though that's somewhat rare... Anyway, I'm saying you don't have to worry about it. Hate me to your heart's content.
G: N-No, I...! After hearing that, maybe you're not so bad after all.
S: My, my. How fickle you are.
G: Teehee.

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