Sakuramoria

To witness the sudden anger of the person you were just talking to with a smile, and who was, for the most part, being reasonable and not resorting to personal attacks... It was unexpected. Very unexpected. Chloe was just starting to like her, and then – this outburst. Her first impulse was to catch up with her and somehow apologize, but... it was still unclear what she was apologizing for. "It's funny, Father Vasily would have simply said that she doesn't understand anything, that as a woman, she shouldn't try to judge society and its laws, but rather get married and have children, and then she'd be happy. And no one would accuse him of disrespect or anything like that." "What did I even say? Did I say a single mean word? Or is she so upset about this law that she takes any criticism of it personally? When I said that it was fantasy and impossible, did she get upset because she thought otherwise? Did she want me to confirm her thoughts? I just wanted to have a conversation." "And then she accused me of something that she herself was guilty of? That's low. Very low. Extremely low." Refiteyka lowered her head on the table again, this time without putting her hands under her chin. "Really, what business was it of mine? Let the person read, and let them read. Let them think something is wrong with themselves, and let them. I thought, Varya, that you would talk, give some useful advice, and steer them away from making the wrong choice? But did she even want that? The teachers in this school value different opinions, but with students, it's probably better not to start a conversation if you don't want an answer you're not expecting. Okay, Chloe, good luck to you... in everything." Varya lay there thinking about it for another hour. Unfortunately, it wasn't the most productive day for the girl.