[ Who was the last one to show this girl kindness? She blinks, seen and measured, brows furrowing lightly but by itself, it was impossible to tell what it by itself, meant. It could be nothing, after all, just a silence where they are both at odds at each other but... even so, it did not quite feel as though that.
No, it looks, hunted, pressed back where she doesn't think she's looked like that once the whole time they've done traded words like swords. Her hand presses up as she steadies herself, swallowing down on the cough that threatens. Later, later, she could afford to be sick later. ]
This war you speak of... how much will it cost?
[ Is it why you look like I have burned you? Is it why you are willing to accept what they say? Things will explain themselves, she supposes, one way or another. ]
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No, it looks, hunted, pressed back where she doesn't think she's looked like that once the whole time they've done traded words like swords. Her hand presses up as she steadies herself, swallowing down on the cough that threatens. Later, later, she could afford to be sick later. ]
This war you speak of... how much will it cost?
[ Is it why you look like I have burned you? Is it why you are willing to accept what they say? Things will explain themselves, she supposes, one way or another. ]