[Though her face betrays only a sense of weight and gravity, she's clearly horrified or shocked or some combination of both. Her posture is too stiff to communicate anything else. Staring at the ring, she licks her lips. Her fingers lace together in her lap and she grips her hands so strongly her fingers turn white.
This is not good. This is precisely the opposite of good.
But Mami's world runs on its own rules. Those rules have no bearing here.]
That doesn't mean you're not human. [The words come slowly, delivered with as much gravity as is written on Regina's face.]
no subject
Your soul?
[Though her face betrays only a sense of weight and gravity, she's clearly horrified or shocked or some combination of both. Her posture is too stiff to communicate anything else. Staring at the ring, she licks her lips. Her fingers lace together in her lap and she grips her hands so strongly her fingers turn white.
This is not good. This is precisely the opposite of good.
But Mami's world runs on its own rules. Those rules have no bearing here.]
That doesn't mean you're not human. [The words come slowly, delivered with as much gravity as is written on Regina's face.]