[ Nebula doesn't really care about being able to speak openly or inspire others - a funny little thing for a woman who intended to lead a city. Action to her has always spoke louder then words. But then, words were so often used to manipulate, to plant false hope or trust, that for her the best way to express herself was action. She wasn't given much in the way of words as a child. ]
[ She should, then, be more understanding of attempts like the ones they're facing now. She can appreciate food - better than most people, even, starvation a beloved lesson of her father. It does not mean she fails to see it as a waste, especially on a person like her. It's why she remains quiet even as she eats, steady, and turns her attention to the menu that Hayame presents her. ]
[ A pause. They do not know the things she has done, the damage she has caused. ]
[ She gulps, not because of the food. And then with the same serious edge to her voice, still so low it's for Hayame's ears only she answers: ]
no subject
[ She should, then, be more understanding of attempts like the ones they're facing now. She can appreciate food - better than most people, even, starvation a beloved lesson of her father. It does not mean she fails to see it as a waste, especially on a person like her. It's why she remains quiet even as she eats, steady, and turns her attention to the menu that Hayame presents her. ]
[ A pause. They do not know the things she has done, the damage she has caused. ]
[ She gulps, not because of the food. And then with the same serious edge to her voice, still so low it's for Hayame's ears only she answers: ]
Then they are stupid.