[ She can't help another laugh. ] It took a little bit of time to realize what my Gift was too. [ Somehow the image on her door hadn't been entirely clear, so at first they weren't entirely sure what she could do. ] Once we figured it out, I was really happy.
[ Especially since, for better or for worse, she knew even as a small child that a Gift like strength could be useful.
She's a bit surprised when his mood shifts, and even more so when he speaks again. Hesitating a moment, she manages another laugh, though this one lacks any humor that previous ones had. ]
...I used to be so good at hiding it.
[ Somehow that also feels like so long ago, even though it had only been...a few months now? Before confronting that everything - that their Miracle - was not perfect, Luisa had been so good at pretending that she was fine. She could play the part of the obedient, diligent worker, who could carry the weight of the Encanto on her shoulders without trouble or complaint. She accepted every task with an easy smile, burying all her stress and dark feelings deep inside until she was completely alone, hidden within the walls of her room to release them on the weights and cold unyielding stone.
And she knows that it's better now that she's letting herself feel her emotions, it's better that she's finding healthier ways to deal with them. But there are moments, like now, that she kind of misses the tight grip she once had on her feelings. ]
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[ Especially since, for better or for worse, she knew even as a small child that a Gift like strength could be useful.
She's a bit surprised when his mood shifts, and even more so when he speaks again. Hesitating a moment, she manages another laugh, though this one lacks any humor that previous ones had. ]
...I used to be so good at hiding it.
[ Somehow that also feels like so long ago, even though it had only been...a few months now? Before confronting that everything - that their Miracle - was not perfect, Luisa had been so good at pretending that she was fine. She could play the part of the obedient, diligent worker, who could carry the weight of the Encanto on her shoulders without trouble or complaint. She accepted every task with an easy smile, burying all her stress and dark feelings deep inside until she was completely alone, hidden within the walls of her room to release them on the weights and cold unyielding stone.
And she knows that it's better now that she's letting herself feel her emotions, it's better that she's finding healthier ways to deal with them. But there are moments, like now, that she kind of misses the tight grip she once had on her feelings. ]