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She continued to stare out into the sky and sighed a little answering him back, "If you never wanted to come back, then why have you come back so many times.....I mean, really. If you really never wanted to come back, then you would have actually died the first time...or just maybe, fate is just stepping in and playing a game, to see how long it takes you to realize the one thing that is what is preventing you from leaving here. As if it's so strong that it's stopping any kind of death onto you." she whispers and lifts her head higher into the sky, staring thinking of all the ideas she could, "Well all I know is that someone that doesn't deserve or need a second try, never got them....obviously you do need them." she says nodding from the very point she just made.

Alethea chuckled softly, "I see, well...you give me no choice." she relaxs her body and turns slowly, with her eyes staring straight into his but asks one question, "What was with you the other night....like your eyes. They were different." she stated.

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Her smirk dissipated into her eyes and a sudden concern, swelled in her intense turquoise eyes. She flinched at his double over into the coughing but then she ran and slid on her knees to catch him as he fell to his knees, "Diego..?" she whispered as she held his weight for him, she stared with odd concern for him but she did care because she knew the moment he went to "excuse" himself of that, that he was lying straight through his teeth.

Alethea shook her head as she released, as he wished. She then whispered, "Let me help.." she whispers to him as she places her right palm on his back and gently but firmly pressed onto it, "We all bleed, it's ok...just let me try to help.." she asked as she winced at his painful jerking.

Alethea lowers her head, smiling slowly, "Even the strongest of men need help sometimes....Even the healthiest of people fall ill. Even I have my limits too." she stated poetically and then raised her head and then continued, "Everyone bleeds the same color blood Diego but the point is that every one bleeds...you don't always have to play tough, just admit it, you have your weakness too and it's not a bad thing because the strongest thing to do is the admit that you do have a weakness...." she said it all with a smile rising on her lips and her hand slowly sliding off his back, down ward and she then says, "Plus, the more I help, the more people feel loved, the more peaceful their souls are because they know that there is someone that cares.....I take it as part of my job as a hunter to lend help, even to my enemy because I don't take advantage of their weakness but I rather comfort them through it..." she chuckles, "I guess it's only strange to talk that way here because of how much hate fills these streets and how much blood has painted these sidewalks....I hate solving matters through battle and blood.".

Alethea shakes her head with disappointment on her face and she responded, "Oh yea, because I don't care so much that I kneeled before an enemy that has spread my own blood to help him but no one cares, right?" she raises an eyebrow mockinly, "You really gave up, way before you even saw the beginning of it." she shook her head in pity, "...but then again thats your problem...you don't care enough and you refuse yourself to not care at all. I only tried to help but no one cares and thats your problem that nothing of it matters to you when it really should, maybe thats why you got it in the first place..." she smirked softly, "You don't get it and you can't even accept help and even if it was from your allies, I can bet that you wouldn't allow them to help.." she shrugged softly but then gestured her hand, "Can I ask why?".

Alethea then nods to him, "Yea, that would crush me too. That would make me angry and I would definitely cry....but I don't think I would exile the rest of the world because fate has laid such a burden on me. I'd go on living my life without the bitterness of regret and revenge...which you can't seem to do. At the very motion of kindness, you pull away but I understand it's because you'd prefer to never feel the betrayal pain ever again but yet again what can you learn from that? Thats what makes you seem weak to me....that you have this fear of people and thats anyone, that you'll feel emotionally scarred again. Yes, you are strong and physically, you barely feel anything because you've used that to distract yourself from the emotional scar that is only trying to heal but by exiling the rest of the world, does not heal it and time cannot heal wounds this deep. Only love." she whispered, loud enough for him to hear.