Theres Nothing You Could Have Done. (from Matteo, For Agatha!)

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜ (from matteo, for agatha!)

" no, i-i know, but it— i-it m-must be difficult, l-losing o-one of your parishioners. " as many times as she's been here, delivering flowers for decoration, weddings, funerals, et cetera, she knows that particular man had been coming here for a few decades. " i imagine it t-to f-feel like losing a friend o-or family member. " agatha says, smiling sadly at the father as she places a bouquet of white lilies in a vase, setting it near the casket. with the funeral being held here, of course she offered to provide the flowers for it.

she steps back and gives a firm nod. " i-i think this looks beautiful, a-and i think the family will love it. " looking back at the father, her smile grows a little. " d-d-don't you, father matteo? "

" well, i-i w-was just doing my job. " pause. oh, no. " a-and— and b-because i wanted to! i-i w-wanted to help you, l-lady harribel. i-i feel i should clarify th-that, i-it's not that i f-felt obligated, b-but i wanted t-t-to h-help. " there goes her overexplaining again. still, she hopes harribel understands and doesn't take the comment to mean that it was only business and not out of an actual desire to heal her and reunite the new king with her fraccion. a hand comes out from behind her back and she rubs her neck, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment. " s-sorry. um, yes, i-i have been well, too! i have been very well. " the shinigami's smile quickly returns as she gives a firm nod. now the hand holding the pot comes out from behind her back.

" i-i-i e-even came bearing a g-gift! i understand nothing g-grows here, so i went down t-to the human world a-a-and b-bought these. they're flowers, b-but they're made of polyester a-and so they won't wither and die here. n-no care necessary, save for maybe a little bit of dusting. " she tells her with a soft giggle, moving closer to offer the pot of artificial flowers. " i-i even s-spritzed a little bit of perfume over them so maybe they'd have a nice f-floral scent. "

THE FACT SHE DECIDED TO VISIT HER WAS ODD. Though, she sensed no ill intent with the shinigami; --- For it was thanks to her that she managed to not only survive, but thrive now released from the ruling of Aizen. [ Long gone was the need for war, now it was simply living. ] Harribel notices that she holds something behind her back, something that makes her blink slowly before nodding to finally answer her after a moment of silence. ❝ You gave me your time to save me, I can spare some of my time with you in return. ❞ Despite the rather cold exterior, it was waived in her presence, wanting to let her feel accepted. ❝ I have been well. ❞ She confirms. ❝ May I ask how you have been, Agatha? ❞

“How do I look? Convincingly human?”

— Euripides, Bakkhai (trans. Anne Carson)

sure, she may not need gifts of any kind, but it didn't stop agatha from wanting to give her at least something. a token to further show that she cared and had been more than happy to help at the time when harribel and her fraccion, which seemed very much like family, needed it the most. she feels especially glad that they're doing better for themselves and that what she did aided in that, though whether any of them have recovered from aizen's betrayal is likely a different story.

agatha watches the way harribel slowly reaches out, a gentle smile forming on her lips once the pot of artificial flowers is taken. she gives an eager nod and pushes her glasses back up her nose. " please? i-i-i w-would love some tea v-very much, lady harribel. " agatha walks alongside her, her hands now folded in front of her as she looks around. it was so bright here and devoid of color. though she knows the hollows have no choice, but agatha doubts she could live here. perhaps for brief periods of time, but forever? she doubts it. she looks back up at harribel. " h-how have your fraccion been? " though it had mostly been orihime who helped them, she still wondered and wanted to know as well.

FRANTICALLY COLLECTING AT THE WORDS THAT CASCADED DOWN HER MOUTH. Shinigamis were certainly odd beings. Though war had ended between the two, Tier keeps her people safe and away. War had driven them apart to seek blood and flesh to tear asunder. However, the one before her had come to her aid without so much as a passing plea from her. The kindness that radiated off her would always be a warm welcome from now on.

Despite the lingering silence, Tier shook her head to comfort the young one. ❝ Sacrificing time and effort for my safety and those of my fraccions is all the proof I need. ❞ When the gift was offered, Tier finds herself bowing down slightly to examine it; A part of Tier enjoying the color and smell, but slightly amused that it was fake. Nothing could truly grow under a fake sun, as she had told her fraccions when she was appointed King of Hueco Mundo. She moves slowly as to not worry Agatha before grabbing it with another nod.

❝ Come into my chambers, so I may put this away. Shall I make us some tea? ❞

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"I used to have so much faith. Maybe not in deities or something, but in the world. The universe. I believed there was a purpose to it all. I'm not sure when I lost that." - Harry 2 Aggie :>

her gaze lifts to harry's face, listening to him speak as they lay in bed. her heart aches for him, truly it does. he's been through so much and it makes the faerie wish she could do more to ease his pain and troubles. she takes one of his hands, bringing it to her lips to kiss his knuckles. " i-i think... m-maybe y-you lost it in the mines. " she answers softly. " i mean, it was the result of s-someone's n-negligence that caused everything to happen. you— y-you d-did what you had t-to s-s-survive those s-six weeks you were trapped, a-and i think... well, how does someone w-walk out of that perfectly unscathed? i-i don't think you c-can. i-i think i'd lose faith in any sort of p-purpose, too. "

agatha did lose the sense of having a purpose for a while. after the bullying, the continued harassment even after graduating that resulted in her packing up and moving here, it often made her wonder, if there was some all-powerful god, deity, whatever, out there, how could they allow someone to hurt so much? how could they allow anyone to hurt so much?

reaching out, she cups harry's cheek, thumb gently stroking his skin. " you have g-given me purpose again, harry. my life was... i-it was dark and dull almost all the time, b-but th-then you came into it a-and put the color back into it. y-you breathed life back into me. " leaning in, she plants a kiss to his lips, pulling away to whisper, " i-i w-want to be able to do the s-s-same f-for you, harry. i-i don't know how, b-but i want to g-give you purpose. "