[ This time she nods a little against his form, though she still didn't speak. She didn't trust herself to speak. If she did, she'd start crying again.
Hilda almost wanted to scold herself for reacting so badly to this realization. She, who had faced dangers, gone up against an entire organization and won, befriended and even fell in love with the man who had been their "King," seen more than one region, more than one world ... she, who had been through so much, was a complete blubbering mess right now.
But then, she realized, even the strongest of people would fall to pieces if they learned that almost everything they knew and loved was just .. gone.
Hilda didn't consider herself to be very strong at all. She didn't consider herself heroic, even though she had been praised and raised to the level of a hero many times already in her young life. She didn't think she was anything more than just a fourteen year old girl with a love and passion for Pokemon and a knack for battling with and training them.
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Hilda almost wanted to scold herself for reacting so badly to this realization. She, who had faced dangers, gone up against an entire organization and won, befriended and even fell in love with the man who had been their "King," seen more than one region, more than one world ... she, who had been through so much, was a complete blubbering mess right now.
But then, she realized, even the strongest of people would fall to pieces if they learned that almost everything they knew and loved was just .. gone.
Hilda didn't consider herself to be very strong at all. She didn't consider herself heroic, even though she had been praised and raised to the level of a hero many times already in her young life. She didn't think she was anything more than just a fourteen year old girl with a love and passion for Pokemon and a knack for battling with and training them.
So then ... it was okay for her to cry.
Wasn't it?
It was, right? ]