[She notices. It's the only thing that she notices. The sky, the ocean, the people, the winds—all of that disappears in a blur and the only thing she can focus on is that look on his face, and the way that he says her name.
How long she is silent for after that, she doesn't know, but he can no doubt see it in her eyes... How she works through her thoughts so desperately, clambering her way through the mess that he's made of them, as if he's taken everything she knew and scattered it all about to leave her to pick it all up.
She's confused, and she refuses to believe what her gut is telling her. What her gut may have been trying to tell her since she woke up in this place bloodied and damn near torn apart. She pushed it back, ignored it until she would forget about it completely, all of the new, unfamiliar information taking its place.
But that look is so telling.
And yet... she wants to hear it from him. Wants him to say the words that she knows he isn't saying...]
Knew what!?
[She can feel herself losing that control she kept tightly wound as she belts it out with an abrupt, shrill shriek that sends heads whirling around to stare, but she doesn't give a damn. Let them stare. Let the balk. Let them fucking judge.]
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How long she is silent for after that, she doesn't know, but he can no doubt see it in her eyes... How she works through her thoughts so desperately, clambering her way through the mess that he's made of them, as if he's taken everything she knew and scattered it all about to leave her to pick it all up.
She's confused, and she refuses to believe what her gut is telling her. What her gut may have been trying to tell her since she woke up in this place bloodied and damn near torn apart. She pushed it back, ignored it until she would forget about it completely, all of the new, unfamiliar information taking its place.
But that look is so telling.
And yet... she wants to hear it from him. Wants him to say the words that she knows he isn't saying...]
Knew what!?
[She can feel herself losing that control she kept tightly wound as she belts it out with an abrupt, shrill shriek that sends heads whirling around to stare, but she doesn't give a damn. Let them stare. Let the balk. Let them fucking judge.]
Knew what, Cidolfus!? Just fucking say it!