The moment Dalia lets go, Iesha's body is able to relax. She lets out a deep sigh and slithers over to her bed, sitting on the mattress looking to Dalia as her snake-like tail coils at the base of the bed.
"I-its... its funny t-that in away... y-your... y-your a lot l-like him... i-in some ways. And... a-and that would b-be the sort of t-thing he would say too. B-but... e-everyt-time I t-think of t-think of A-arem... all I t-think is h-his... sssmile. His smile t-to me as I w-watched t-them walked him d-down the bbblood-stained c-cooridoor. W-walking down to w-what h-he knew was t-to his death... knowing t-that I w-was the one w-whom ratted h-him out y-yet as h-he passed my c-cell his s-smile... ever sssso warm. H-he knew I c-condemned him t-to death but even s-still he h-he wanted m-me to know t-that it was all g-going to be... a-alright. T-this... this is why I don't feel a-as though I d-deserve f-f-f-friends."
Iesha then hung her low in shame, thinking only of the haunting image of her dearest Armen smiling to her... one last time.
"... I... I saw so many a-awfuller things Dalia... s-so many awful t-things I w-was forced to w-witness... I just... w-wish that... I w-would just w-wake up and e-everything i-is bad dream. B-but... your right... I c-cant change the past b-but... but h-how can I m-move on w-when... when I am h-haunted by... m-memories o-of cages... of defling h-hands and choking s-sssmoke! H-how... can I m-move for-ward when in my d-dreams I s-see t-their g-guant c-crooked faces sssstaring back at me i-in my d-dreams? I-I wish to f-forget but... b-but if I do then... then t-they really w-would be d-dead..."
"I-its... its funny t-that in away... y-your... y-your a lot l-like him... i-in some ways. And... a-and that would b-be the sort of t-thing he would say too. B-but... e-everyt-time I t-think of t-think of A-arem... all I t-think is h-his... sssmile. His smile t-to me as I w-watched t-them walked him d-down the bbblood-stained c-cooridoor. W-walking down to w-what h-he knew was t-to his death... knowing t-that I w-was the one w-whom ratted h-him out y-yet as h-he passed my c-cell his s-smile... ever sssso warm. H-he knew I c-condemned him t-to death but even s-still he h-he wanted m-me to know t-that it was all g-going to be... a-alright. T-this... this is why I don't feel a-as though I d-deserve f-f-f-friends."
Iesha then hung her low in shame, thinking only of the haunting image of her dearest Armen smiling to her... one last time.
"... I... I saw so many a-awfuller things Dalia... s-so many awful t-things I w-was forced to w-witness... I just... w-wish that... I w-would just w-wake up and e-everything i-is bad dream. B-but... your right... I c-cant change the past b-but... but h-how can I m-move on w-when... when I am h-haunted by... m-memories o-of cages... of defling h-hands and choking s-sssmoke! H-how... can I m-move for-ward when in my d-dreams I s-see t-their g-guant c-crooked faces sssstaring back at me i-in my d-dreams? I-I wish to f-forget but... b-but if I do then... then t-they really w-would be d-dead..."
Holy shit. Dalia just sat silently as Iesha spoke. Unsure of what to say. She fiddled with her shoe laces some more, quietly thinking. Eventually Dalia spoke up, but fumbped over her words quite a bit.