— Just a little longer. Endure.

— And what will happen?

— Everything will be fine.

— Do you even know what “fine” means for me?!

— Well… I think… yes, I know…

— No! You’re mumbling some vague nonsense right now! You have absolutely no idea what “fine” means for me — not even a little! Do you know why?! Huh?!

— No.

— Because you never ask!

 

You always do what you think is the very best: the best house, the best dinner, the best car, gold, clothes, perfume! But you never ask what I want!

 

And I give you hints. I drop signals. Sometimes I even show you openly what I love! Think back, compare it with what we’ve seen — and you’ll realize you were almost always wrong! You do what is convenient for you, not what I want!

 

— Well… yes.

 

— Exactly!!! You don’t take interest! You just give what you think is right! And that’s not always it!

And I… I need…

I…

I want someone to take interest in me, to care, to anticipate what I might want! Do you understand that I cannot stand being asked to wait?!

 

I cannot be with someone who asks me to endure, someone who doesn’t understand what “good” means to me!

I… I… I will go where someone understands that! Do you understand?!

 

— Yes. Go.

 

— What?!!! Just like that?!

 

— Yes.

 

— …!!!

 

— There’s the door. Go.

 

— But why are you doing this?!

 

— I respect your choice.

 

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So, Guardians, what do you say about this episode?

 

— What a piercing scene. I see a break… but there’s something deeper here.

— Yes. I see conflict too, but I don’t see who is wrong. There are no villains here.

— They both live by their own model. If only one sentence had been spoken — “What exactly do you want?” — the ending might have been different.

— Or if the answer had been: “I want you to ask.” Everything could have changed.

— But why don’t they say it? It’s so simple.

— Simple for us. For angels. Humans live inside emotions. They guard their boundaries. Words get stuck, and instead the wrong words fly out — “Yes. Go.” And that too is power — the power of freedom to choose.

 

Silence.

 

— We cannot say the words for them.

— No. That would break the law. But we can illuminate the possibility of those words. Illuminate the path. Illuminate the possibility of repair.

 

For us, a separation is not a tragedy. What matters far more is that the choice remained. That each stayed true to themselves.

 

We can cast moonlight onto the stony path so a safe way becomes visible. We can stir the treetops with a gentle wind. We can help a memory of warmth return.

 

— Or shatter the old glass so that in the new one the right reflection appears.

— Hmm… An interesting and very dramatic solution. I even know who could do it better than anyone…

— Astrena?

— Yes. Guardian of love and resolve.

 

— But we remember one thing: if after all the signs the soul chooses otherwise — we will accept it. And remain beside them.