It's difficult to regard the possibility of facing an Illyana at any given moment in any given panel in any page with such an awareness. However, just as difficult not to. But it's this, and it's so very much appreciated GORM (your careful reading, curiosity and expert analysis is awesome and inspiring and awe inspiring and impossibly heartbreaking) - it's this that is facing anybody, truthfully, completely in any given moment. It's too big to wrap your arms around, too huge to cram into a hello or handshake...another person and everything else that isn't you...that saved you, that came from behind under over and ahead of you to offer you this world...fragile as it is...undoing and perfecting as she battles...and should she or anyone meet your gaze...and still, and yet, anyway...to be as brave and human to say, "Hey"
Maybe it's a thing to do...or could be...to maybe look in the mirror...to maybe have a Yanna moment...aligning a shard of a second when it's over...when you won...just you a-shard-a-second...maybe you have to clear the smoke, soot, or vapor from the glass...
And try, in that second of a fraction of a motion made open reflecting...to say Hey you...and smile...
Sometimes when I make eye contact with a crow and I get that the crow gets an uncomfortable feeling that I 'felt' it looking at me...it's an odd sort of awareness and affirmation of seeing and being seen...and sort of rude for not looking up, when I did...more welcomingly.
Impossible and true.
To always be ready to see the reason for everything. I think that could actually make a sensitive life make more, um, actual sense.
Thanks as always GORM.
I guess it's that she's not there, maybe, the reason why she's not a threat...she's not set...unsettled...she's finished the part that's making the part that would if it could consider her part in the part where she's actually using this part for, well, who's standing next to her (for instance) and what happens when you begin there instead?