[ Making bonds with other people, huh? Her expression flagging, the blond nodded gently, her thumb once again running over the soft fabric of the gift elephant. It wasn't something that she was used to doing, really. Trusting someone else in battle came instinctually, for being unable to do so often spelled death for both parties. But outside of that? As a woman who kept most people at an arm's length, asking something like that... it seemed foreign, difficult.
Committing to one's mistakes, instead of languishing in them. Somehow that concept seemed so strange to her, the idea that making a mistake could be even remotely acceptable. Mistakes were not simply something that one could brush aside as if they were nothing, Masamune Date.
To never question, never second guess a decision, especially one that caused so much pain and suffering... She wasn't sure that she could agree with that sentiment. ]
But if we don't reflect on our mistakes... then how will we learn?
[ Ah, but she was accepting that it might be all right to make a misstep. Was this progress? ]
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Committing to one's mistakes, instead of languishing in them. Somehow that concept seemed so strange to her, the idea that making a mistake could be even remotely acceptable. Mistakes were not simply something that one could brush aside as if they were nothing, Masamune Date.
To never question, never second guess a decision, especially one that caused so much pain and suffering... She wasn't sure that she could agree with that sentiment. ]
But if we don't reflect on our mistakes... then how will we learn?
[ Ah, but she was accepting that it might be all right to make a misstep. Was this progress? ]