[no matter how angry they had been over pink, none of the diamonds had ever wanted her gone. hearing it from pink herself really drives it into yellow that all this damage done to her, pink thinking she was so unwanted that what she did was the only option she felt she had, really was damage they had done to her. both of them, no matter how much they had grieved-- that fact didn't erase their mistakes and the abuse pink had suffered at their hands.
it's enough to push the welled up tears in yellow diamond's eyes down her face. her hands are almost shaking as - like blue in the tower - she realises she's just doing it all over again. yellow watches the ice spread out from rose (who she won't demand shapeshift-- the form pink is in right now is literally the last thing on her mind) and crack. not unlike the pressure white put on her making her feel like she was about to split down the middle. like pink's mental state and the decision was tangible in front of her.]
No, [she says, voice even and firm despite the emotion flooding down her face. she takes a few steps forward, this time not creating as much destruction. yellow feels a bit more confident in what she wants to tell pink, what she wants her to know. the ground is coated in ice, but yellow manages to walk across it without any degree of difficulty, leaving her footprints steaming.] It was our failure, Pink. We didn't think to try and understand you for as you were.
[she stops in reach of the smaller diamond, but doesn't actually reach out to touch her. she's still wary that if she does, this might all melt away. frankly, if this was to be a trick and rose was to pull out her sword and poof her, well, that would be a thing.]
Your... successor [look what's a son] helped me realise. What we were forcing you to do, how we were forcing you to live was akin to torture. It's no wonder you left.
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it's enough to push the welled up tears in yellow diamond's eyes down her face. her hands are almost shaking as - like blue in the tower - she realises she's just doing it all over again. yellow watches the ice spread out from rose (who she won't demand shapeshift-- the form pink is in right now is literally the last thing on her mind) and crack. not unlike the pressure white put on her making her feel like she was about to split down the middle. like pink's mental state and the decision was tangible in front of her.]
No, [she says, voice even and firm despite the emotion flooding down her face. she takes a few steps forward, this time not creating as much destruction. yellow feels a bit more confident in what she wants to tell pink, what she wants her to know. the ground is coated in ice, but yellow manages to walk across it without any degree of difficulty, leaving her footprints steaming.] It was our failure, Pink. We didn't think to try and understand you for as you were.
[she stops in reach of the smaller diamond, but doesn't actually reach out to touch her. she's still wary that if she does, this might all melt away. frankly, if this was to be a trick and rose was to pull out her sword and poof her, well, that would be a thing.]
Your... successor [look what's a son] helped me realise. What we were forcing you to do, how we were forcing you to live was akin to torture. It's no wonder you left.