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About as much as Max? Not to put down Max, who she loved as a brother, but Vivi rather hoped that Vickers liked her more than Max. She didn't respond, though, or at least not with more than a shrug.
She tossed the rest of her belongings into the trunk and went to let poor Macha out of the wardrobe. "I'm doing it for you both, so you can just be happy. I don't expect you to understand or accept it, but it's my decision. I'm doing what is best." And Vivi was absolutely certain it was what was best, too. Absolutely. Mostly. It hurt like the dickens, though.
"I can't control how I feel, but I can control how I act as a result. Just... I have to do this." Macha bit Vivi lightly, which was something like a sign of love, and she cuddled the cat as long as tolerated before getting scratched. Vivi let go and Macha stalked off to hide under the bed. "I really didn't want you to have to worry about all this when it's just... it's nothing."
She bit her lower lip, preventing herself from snapping at the girl right in the middle of her explanation. Ish. Because that was not an explanation, that was making decisions in a cruel inexplicable way. Louisa shoved the half-filled bag into the closet and bent down to grab Cuddles. "
I don't like this. I don't like it happening exactly at this time when I was imagining an entirely different--" Sniff. "
Whatever." She felt her nails digging into the cat's soft hair and quickly loosened her grip.
It was frustrating, uncalled for, and very very heartbreaking. Louisa wanted to leave now and maybe talk to Vickers? She was afraid to talk to him actually. If talking to Vivi made her feel this confused and agitated then with Vickers... well, actually it's apparently something Vivi decided so Vick must be less cryptic? What if her unspoken doubts were proven to be right? Or maybe there's something worse than that?
...
Nah. Vick would've said something.
She looked at Vivi again, blinked and slowly walked out with Viola trailing behind her.