On a Rail pt. 1
"I-" you lock up for a moment, indecisive and terrified. You don't know what to say. You don't know what to do.

You just-

Mami wails, burying her face in your chest, shaking as she clings tightly to you. "S-sabrina- p-please-"

You just want everyone to be happy. You want Mami to be happy.

A thousand different responses go out the window. You vacillate on your responses, running them through your mind one after another. You come up with a hundred clever answers.

"S-sabrina-" Mami chokes out, giving you a little shake.

Nothing glib to fix this.

You swallow hard.

"I was scared," you whisper, so softly you have no idea if Mami can hear you. Louder, then. "I just- I was scared."

Mami stills, completely and utterly. Her ragged breathing drops to a slow roll.

"I wanted to help," you repeat, squeezing your eyes shut. "I didn't... I didn't know what to do, at first. But I- you needed a friend. I wanted to be that friend. I- I didn't have anything more than that in my mind at the time, just-"

You're crying, too.

You can feel the tears, slow and hot as they course down your cheeks to meet the rising pain clawing from your stomach.

You never wanted to hurt Mami. You knew this would. But it's something you had to do. She had to know. It wasn't right and you want to apologise for hurting her but you had to but it's not about you.

You choke off that train of thought, feeling Mami curl up, practically on your chest. Silent, helpless sobs shake her body.

"I was scared," you whisper. "I wasn't sure what to do and I- I just couldn't find a way to spit it out." You slump, letting your head thump back against the carpet because really, what changed?

You feel Mami's head move, a slow shake.

About right. She might not be answering you, but she might as well be. Nothing at all. Nothing changed. You didn't know how best to say it when you started this and you still don't know how to say it. You just had to do it.

"A-at first I was just trying to keep this away from Kyuubey," you say. The way Mami's arms tighten around you and her fingers dig into your back through the ribbons are enough to know she's listening, at least. "It- after it was gone, I, I- y-you were so hurt t-that I couldn't bear to put you through that again."

Mami makes a tiny, whimpering noise, shivering and curled up, making herself as small as she can.

The best you can do is to lean forward a little and try to brush your face against the top of her head. It's the closest you can get to hugging her without breaking the ribbons. Even that little gesture draws a shuddering sob from Mami.

You swallow, throat thick. Good intentions that pave the way to hell and all. "I-" You shudder. You can feel the Grief bubbling up in your Soul Gem, a rising mire to match the churning confusion in your gut.

But the floodgates are open now, metaphorically and perhaps just slightly less than literally with the tears you can feel squeezing between your eyelids. You clear your nose with a rough snort and you forge onwards.

"E-even then. Even then you meant s-so much to me," you whisper, almost choking on the words. Fresh tears well up, burning in your eyes. "I c-couldn't- bear to hurt you. I j-just-"

You shake your head. You... You need to clean your Soul Gem. It's not exactly dangerous yet, but still. You're going around in circles. A twist of your will pulls free Grief, sharp and acidic to your mind's eye as it infiltrates between the golden ribbons tying up your hand.

Golden eyes, reddened and puffy from the tears still streaking down her face, twitch open, sightless tracking the cloud drifting out the window. She makes a tiny, worried little whine, arms tightening yet more around you.

"I c-couldn't not tell you." Your voice cracks. "It- it's so much worse not telling you. I-I- can't keep something t-this important from you any longer. I care about you, I care about you so much and I want to stay at your side a-and just-"

You force yourself to look Mami in the eyes. Bound up as you are, Mami lying on your chest as she is, you have to tilt your head up in a rather uncomfortable position. But you do it. You meet her eyes squarely. "I'm sorry, Mami," you whisper. "I'm sorry. I-I had to be h-honest with you and I n-never wanted to hurt you. I'm so, so sorry, Mami."

"S-sabrina," Mami whispers, curling her arms yet tighter around you, enough that you actually feel the strain. Tears soak through the ribbons, through your blouse. "I-I- please- promise me- p-promise me- you mean it. I-I- please- I have n-nothing l-left, I- p-promise me."

"I mean it, Mami," you whisper past the lump in your throat. "I promise. I, I'm so sorry for all the p-pain. I mean it, I-"

The ribbons fall away, and Mami throws her arms around you with a sharp wail. Your arms come up instinctively, wrapping behind her back and pulling her close to you. One hand goes behind her head, cradling her gently as she sobs into your shoulder. Tears and mucus soak your shirt and skin.

Your own tears join hers.

"I'm s-sorry," you whisper brokenly. "I'm so, so s-sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I'm sorry."

[] Write-in

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Here we go.
 
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[x] Just keep hugging Mami. Support her. Let your emotions out.
 
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[x] Hug Mami back.
[x] Mami, I, I promise. No more hiding, no more lies. If you ask me anything - anything at all - I'll tell you the truth, as much as I can.
-[x] Just, please. Please let me stay with you.
 
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EDIT: Yay! An update!

Dang! Ninja'd by an update while I was writing a post!

That's not quite true at least in PMMM, because that would also mean that having a soul means you are Human, and Humans are not the only things with souls in PMMM.
Okay, point taken. All humans have souls (presumably), but not all things with souls are human.

Still, I don't think "witches have souls" needs to be a separate step in the revelation process from "witches used to be human." One can almost think of witches like zombies: things that were once human but have lost their sense of self and become mindlessly violent. (I've often thought of Mami's tetris moment as being like that scene in every zombie movie where they have to mercy-kill someone who's been bitten.) Our own attempts to communicate with them have found that they seem to be incapable of feeling anything but suffering. Knowing that may make it easier for Mami to accept having killed them: there's no humanity left in them, and ending their suffering is the only kindness anyone can show them.
 
[x] Hug Mami back.
[x] Mami, I, I promise. No more hiding, no more lies. If you ask me anything - anything at all - I'll tell you the truth, as much as I can.
-[x] Just, please. Please let me stay.
Maybe change that to 'let me stay by your side'? We're showing Mami we're in love with her, not that we want to avoid being kicked out of the apartment.
 
[q]It's okay Mumi
-[q]Now play some tetris.

[x] Hug Mami back.
[x] Mami, I, I promise. No more hiding, no more lies. If you ask me anything - anything at all - I'll tell you the truth, as much as I can.
-[x] Just, please. Please let me stay with you.

The "with you" adds a personal element and hints at other things.
 
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As sad as that was, we both made it through that intact. I'd say that was much better than it could have gone. I think just hugging is needed for now.

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Are we sure we want to let her get close the the witchbomb in this state?
 
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[X] Let it all out.
-[X] Hold each other together until you both feel better.
-[X] Keep reassuring Mami as much as necessary. You won't abandon her, you're sorry for hurting her; promise again you'll stay with her.
-[X] Cleanse Soul Gems as necessary; warn/ask Mami before doing it.
[X] Clean up a little; at least get rid of the snot and tears, both of you.
-[X] Once you're both calmer and cleaner, ask Mami if she wants to drink something.
-[X] Either way, wait until you're both composed;
--[X] Tell Mami you want to stay with her. Ask if she will let you live by her side.

Wait until Mami's feeling somewhat better before asking her for something so important. Right now it's basically emotional blackmail.

You shake your head. You... You need to clean your Soul Gem. It's not exactly dangerous yet, but still. You're going around in circles. A twist of your will pulls free Grief, sharp and acidic to your mind's eye as it infiltrates between the golden ribbons typing up your hand.
Typing typo.
The ribbons fall away, and Mami throws her arms around you with a sharp wail. Your arms come up instinctively, wrapping behind her back and pulling her close to you. One hand goes behind her head, cradlin her gently as she sobs into your shoulder. Tears and mucus soak your shirt and skin.
cradling
 
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If we wanted to QB, we could say that monsters are born of high concentrations of grief in the air (probably true, regarding wraiths), that having a soul gem filled with grief breaks the soul gem (true, but implies a death that does not occur), and that a witch forms afterwards (true, but paints the witch as a seperate entity).

I'm not interested in faffing about with half-truths anymore, though. I think a commitment to honesty with Mami is absolutely imperative if we want to remain with her.
 
I think we might want to be a little bit more proactive with "I'll answer any question" type reassurances. Kyubey's favorite line was "You did not ask"; the things that we have are such that Mami simply wouldn't know to ask. So I think we'll eventually want something more like:

[] I know more things. I've told you everything I know about myself, and I won't reveal other peoples' secrets, but Kyubey wasn't anywhere near telling you everything.
-[] Some of the things I know have driven magical girls to suicide. Unhappy magical girls, that Kyubey whispered secrets to in twisted ways that might have been designed to destroy them, but... I'm still scared.
--[] But I can't be happy hiding all of this. Especially from you. And some of it is just waiting there for someone to use against you. Like Kyubey's betrayal - what would have happened if someone had told you in the middle of a fight? It's like surgery. It has to come out.
---[] So tell me when you feel like you're ready - now, hours, days, weeks - and I'll tell you, and help you get through it, and everything will be okay.

[X] Let it all out.
-[X] Hold each other together until you both feel better.
 
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