[ that weirdly makes her feel worse. time is scary, she'd never thought she'd make it this far once they decided her prison sentence. seemingly limitless time is daunting. ]
Have you got a scar?
[ she's seen and felt the one from where he'd gotten shot, low down on his side, but she'd run away too fast to inspect his back and she can't very well do it here in the middle of the safehouse.
maybe if she feels it, sees it with her own eyes, she'll be able to accept that he's okay, maybe she'll be able to block out the sound of bones crunching against durasteel. ]
no subject
Have you got a scar?
[ she's seen and felt the one from where he'd gotten shot, low down on his side, but she'd run away too fast to inspect his back and she can't very well do it here in the middle of the safehouse.
maybe if she feels it, sees it with her own eyes, she'll be able to accept that he's okay, maybe she'll be able to block out the sound of bones crunching against durasteel. ]