[She could hear the nerves- the hurried way in which Athena spoke- in their voice, and immediately felt a little guilty for pressing the topic, rather than accepting it as it was.
...But it was still so very strange, for Medusa to hear of all of this. To hear even of those who'd marked themselves with her image in that way. Yes, she had always been a powerful protector. To her sisters, to Sakura- she had to be. They needed her.
Regardless of how many iterations of her myth had been woven throughout history, and her own experiences in the distant and more recent past- She had to be someone who survived, regardless of what had been done to her or what men and/or Gods had seen fit to inflict on her. She just had to get back up and keep going. Each and every time.
...But she kept that to herself. She certainly couldn't find the words to explain all of that, or much desire to drag up her past traumas in that way.]
I never...saw myself as someone who could be that symbol for humans. They mostly sought to have the Monster killed, in my memory...
[But, she supposed, it was (mostly?) men who came after her to try and kill her.
As for the Deity Athena's intentions- she couldn't be sure. Neither of them could. If this Athena had been the Olympian, she wanted to ask her 'Why?'...but it seemed that the words of scholars were the best they had. Certainly, it was a new angle she hadn't considered. Had the Goddess Athena been trying to show her mercy, or was it petty spite? Or something between the two?
...Her head was starting to hurt, thinking about that. For all of this, she certainly appreciated how civil Athena was being with her, despite the misunderstanding, and the heavy topic at hand. And for them to tell them all of this... that did mean a lot,]
But, um... thank you. And I apologise if this is unpleasant for you.
slowly emerges from hiatus-ish (also tw sexual assault impliations)
...But it was still so very strange, for Medusa to hear of all of this. To hear even of those who'd marked themselves with her image in that way. Yes, she had always been a powerful protector. To her sisters, to Sakura- she had to be. They needed her.
Regardless of how many iterations of her myth had been woven throughout history, and her own experiences in the distant and more recent past- She had to be someone who survived, regardless of what had been done to her or what men and/or Gods had seen fit to inflict on her. She just had to get back up and keep going. Each and every time.
...But she kept that to herself. She certainly couldn't find the words to explain all of that, or much desire to drag up her past traumas in that way.]
I never...saw myself as someone who could be that symbol for humans. They mostly sought to have the Monster killed, in my memory...
[But, she supposed, it was (mostly?) men who came after her to try and kill her.
As for the Deity Athena's intentions- she couldn't be sure. Neither of them could. If this Athena had been the Olympian, she wanted to ask her 'Why?'...but it seemed that the words of scholars were the best they had. Certainly, it was a new angle she hadn't considered. Had the Goddess Athena been trying to show her mercy, or was it petty spite? Or something between the two?
...Her head was starting to hurt, thinking about that. For all of this, she certainly appreciated how civil Athena was being with her, despite the misunderstanding, and the heavy topic at hand. And for them to tell them all of this... that did mean a lot,]
But, um... thank you. And I apologise if this is unpleasant for you.