It took a while for her to calm down enough to talk. "I don't know, Amaya.. I don't know where i am with my life and... I'm just feeling useless and... Weak. I hate this."
Amaya didn't say a word. She just caressed slowly her hairs, giving her time to get it off her chest.
Junko was apparently struggling to not fall in tears again. Finally she sighed. "Life wasn't easy for me ... I was betrayed by my family, mistreated by the man who was chosen for me... I had to run and participate to the war."
She made a pause, gazing at her wounds. "I liked it but... It cost me a lot. And now i have the feeling i lost my... Efficiency. Things aren't as easy as they used to be. I failed that mission and... There is that guy..." "Oh..." emited softly Amaya.
"I'm... Afraid... I'm very afraid to trust and be disappointed again and now that i'm looking like a wreck... All this is turning in my head and it's driving me insane."
She shook her head, amove that was obviously increasing the pain. "hell i do not even know why i'm telling you all this. This... This isn't me. I always settled my problems myself..."