[The smile begins to fade and Ai reaches up to cover her face with her hands.]
...Is it really okay?
[Back home and back in the secret training facility, her childish tears would annoy the trainers and her grandmotherly figure. She learned to make them private because tears were useless in the world she grew up in. Everyone knew she cried too easily; a useless trait, a flaw in an otherwise miraculous result.]
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...Is it really okay?
[Back home and back in the secret training facility, her childish tears would annoy the trainers and her grandmotherly figure. She learned to make them private because tears were useless in the world she grew up in. Everyone knew she cried too easily; a useless trait, a flaw in an otherwise miraculous result.]
I don't even want to cry.