[She's quick to answer - she'd much rather see self deprecation than his ear or horror, and she's quick to tighten her fingers around his as if to emphasize her words.]
No, no, you didn't. You didn't hurt me, I only felt that you...
[Well, she'd been in his head. Now she's smiling - soft and sincere - it's the same for her. She's a quick judge of character - much better at it than she'd been at the start. I she seems sometimes quick to trust, it's almost never wholly - and more often than not it's the appearance of trust, a veneer of it but not down to the core - with Jon it's different: she would and does trust him with her life.]
Of course.
[She's remembering that suggestibility again - the drug that's still in his system. An idea forms, but it's Jon, and can't not warn him before she tests a command of sorts.]
There's a drug, a potion that makes us very compliant when we first wake. Do you still feel it?
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No, no, you didn't. You didn't hurt me, I only felt that you...
[Well, she'd been in his head. Now she's smiling - soft and sincere - it's the same for her. She's a quick judge of character - much better at it than she'd been at the start. I she seems sometimes quick to trust, it's almost never wholly - and more often than not it's the appearance of trust, a veneer of it but not down to the core - with Jon it's different: she would and does trust him with her life.]
Of course.
[She's remembering that suggestibility again - the drug that's still in his system. An idea forms, but it's Jon, and can't not warn him before she tests a command of sorts.]
There's a drug, a potion that makes us very compliant when we first wake. Do you still feel it?