"M'not even close to him now! How m'I supposed to catch up?" She sniffled, raising both hands to wipe at her eyes. It didn't hurt as much anymore, not really, but that she was so far behind still got to her, "M'not close to how strong he was when he was little... Maybe those guys're right..."

But he'd say she was foolish for thinking they were right. She stubbornly shook it off, quite literally as her red hair went everywhere, "No, they're wrong! I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna be just like him! I-I can't just stop 'cause it's hard or someone's mean..."

... Not that it helped her stop crying.