Immediately, I wanted to run. I was used to seeing people cry. I’m a bit of a crier myself (as I’m sure you’ve deduced). So are most of my Little friends. And of course, I’d lost count of how many captured Littles I’d seen bawling. When the world is against you every day, sometimes crying is the only thing you feel like you can do. When you’re imprisoned and you’ve had your autonomy stripped away for what will likely be the rest of your life, crying is the only freedom left to you.
But until that moment, watching Janet try to get her body under control even as it was wracked by sobs; I’d never seen an Amazon cry. Amazon crying was strictly hypothetical, even when I’d heard about Zoge breaking into tears it had been largely a thought experiment. I couldn’t even picture it.