[ It's not really okay. Half the reason Mary could accept being what she was had to be due to the fact that she could control her power. She didn't use it on anyone if it wasn't some sort of necessity (or if that person had teased her past the point of no return) but she'd sworn never to use it on someone who didn't deserve it. And Roxas... definitely hadn't.
Is her grasp on her power really that bad?
But before she can dwell on it, she's suddenly pulled in with a tiny, watery yelp, fingers flying from her eyes (thankfully firmly shut now) to try and grasp at his shoulders. Roxas' instinct is a good thing, though, because after a few minutes of semi-hysterical sobbing, Mary's breathing starts to gain a semblance of normalcy and she finally subsides into soft, hiccuping noises.
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Is her grasp on her power really that bad?
But before she can dwell on it, she's suddenly pulled in with a tiny, watery yelp, fingers flying from her eyes (thankfully firmly shut now) to try and grasp at his shoulders. Roxas' instinct is a good thing, though, because after a few minutes of semi-hysterical sobbing, Mary's breathing starts to gain a semblance of normalcy and she finally subsides into soft, hiccuping noises.
Well, it's a start. ]