Northstar Vale Conversations With Dead People

She had nothing to say, despite it all, her lips were sealed. An iron gatekeeping her mouth shut. She had exposed everything Takeshi had done to Vespera and all it was met was with more guilt, more fault blamed on the Empress too and she didn't want to repeat that same conversation again with Collision. Deep within her she wanted to tell him everything, why she didn't tell him outright, hopeful that perhaps he would understand - but there was a muzzle that felt tight around her maw. 

I'll fix it. She kept telling herself, a mantra that never seemed to end, where the end of the string was always to far out of her reach. I will fix it!! I don't know what you want me to do, or say, Collision. She didn't know what anyone wanted her to do now. She stood up to him, told him to leave, tried to forcefully get him to leave - nothing worked. All she could come up with was one final attempt... it had to be perfect, no one had to be dragged into her darkness.

It didn't help that no one was offering possible solutions than just to do something, or deal with it.