If you love me let me go Cause these words are knives that often leave scars

Sparrow waited, counting her breaths, for Hanako to give up. It felt like an eternity, and Sparrow could feel the last of her emotions giving up. Friar, outside the door, was getting restless. She could stand here all night, she decided, if it got her her answer.

The feeling of falling out of love was sinking in, her realization of everything she had liked never presented itself anymore. When compared to Jynn or Recluse, Hanako was… lackluster. She was all the drama and none of it fun anymore. She’d lost that edge- what- over a year ago?

“I choose him,” Hanako finally said. “I want to go home to him and my children.”

Sparrow stepped away, letting Hanako fall where she may, ”Good. I don’t- maybe I never really did- love you. I realize that now. So goodbye, Hanako. Go home to your husband.”

Sparrow would wait for Hanako to leave, no matter how long it took, before turning to her companions, ”I need to go see Eden. When I get back, make sure her stench is gone.”