There's that word again. Self-righteous. I'm beginning to believe you don't know the real meaning of the word.
[ for all that he's called her kind, there's no warmth in her smile. it's a humorless thing, sharp around its edges, like she'd expected this from him. braced for it. even in insisting he doesn't mind her, he has to find a way to strike her at the knees to bring her down, in case she decides to feel too tall. too comfortable. ]
Not every person who wants to help thinks of themselves as some holy being on a crusade.
[ whatever ravka thinks of her, she's never believed in the portrait they've had of her. sankta alina, their great savior, come to purge ravka of the black heretic's sins. the saints, as she had known them, were only ever a disappointment. not someone to idolize, but someone to blame when no divine intervention came to save the ruins of her childhood. ]
It's like you purposefully want to find fault in the people around you, so you can reassure yourself no one is ever truly too good of a person.
It's a bit unfair, don't you think? Deliberately testing the limits of someone's patience, just to judge them by their worst moments? Is it easier for you to accept someone else's kindness once you've picked apart all their flaws, or do you just want to prove you're justified in being jaded?
[ she's seen the same in kirigan, of course. the same justifications. the world is cruel, so he has to be equally cruel. otkazat'sya had tried to persecute them, so the only solution would be to slaughter them in return. chishiya doesn't strike as being so maniacally ambitious — or ambitious at all, really — but there's something to be said of soothing yourself, justifying yourself, by looking for the worst in others. ]
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[ for all that he's called her kind, there's no warmth in her smile. it's a humorless thing, sharp around its edges, like she'd expected this from him. braced for it. even in insisting he doesn't mind her, he has to find a way to strike her at the knees to bring her down, in case she decides to feel too tall. too comfortable. ]
Not every person who wants to help thinks of themselves as some holy being on a crusade.
[ whatever ravka thinks of her, she's never believed in the portrait they've had of her. sankta alina, their great savior, come to purge ravka of the black heretic's sins. the saints, as she had known them, were only ever a disappointment. not someone to idolize, but someone to blame when no divine intervention came to save the ruins of her childhood. ]
It's like you purposefully want to find fault in the people around you, so you can reassure yourself no one is ever truly too good of a person.
It's a bit unfair, don't you think? Deliberately testing the limits of someone's patience, just to judge them by their worst moments? Is it easier for you to accept someone else's kindness once you've picked apart all their flaws, or do you just want to prove you're justified in being jaded?
[ she's seen the same in kirigan, of course. the same justifications. the world is cruel, so he has to be equally cruel. otkazat'sya had tried to persecute them, so the only solution would be to slaughter them in return. chishiya doesn't strike as being so maniacally ambitious — or ambitious at all, really — but there's something to be said of soothing yourself, justifying yourself, by looking for the worst in others. ]