Sayaka began opening the package. It was oddly weighted, there was definitely something a bit heavy in it.
Eventually she finally got the box open, only to see something nestled within some miscellenaous protective packaging. A…gun? That was a surprise, actually. She blinked, and then looked at Sara. “You got me a gun?” She asked, actually genuinely surprised that anyone would even want to gift her such a weapon. Not to say she wasn’t pleased though. At least Sayaka didn’t acquire this one by killing a man.
"Mhm." Sara gave a small smile and took the gun in her hands, cocking it and giving it to Sayaka by the handle. "It’s not so much as a… for your protection gift. I know you can defend yourself without one, but…" Sara looked away for a moment before slowly bringing her stare back into Sayaka’s eyes. "… It’s because I want you to know I trust you."
Sara took a moment to think and elaborate, breathing in deeply. “We… both have… problems. I think we can recognize that. We aren’t perfect, and we’re not the most… the put it bluntly, stable. But, at the same time… we’ve both been working on that. You and I are so much happier now… and I don’t remember the last time I snapped since we got together… or anytime you did, either.”
"I don’t expect you to fire a bullet from it. Shooting someone is never something that’s done so easily… I know from experience. If you stab someone, they still have a chance to live, and you know what you’re doing as you push the blade in. You have time to think about what you’re doing. Guns… are a different matter. If you shoot someone to kill… there’s not really any pain, for the most part, and it happens so quickly… having so much power in your hands is hard to process sometimes.”
Sara leaned close to Sayaka and gripped the gun tight, subtly flicking the safety on. “I’m giving this to you… because I believe in the control you have now. You used to be impulsive… but you’ve changed now. We’ve changed. I believe in you, Sayaka. I know I can trust you with this. Because you are strong and kind-hearted. We can’t let what we’ve both done in the past define us. I trust you with this power. And if you don’t, then I can take this away and we can keep working through this until you do. So tell me, Sayaka…”
"Do you trust yourself?"