[ a good girl might be frightened by all that power. she might shy away from the darkness of it, from the cruelty that came with tearing something as crucial as sight away from another on a whim. but caroline, much as she tries to be, isn't that girl. not anymore, at least.
so as he talks, she listens; her back adjusts to press flush against the wall, her face tipping up to get a better look at his own. he watches her, and she watches back in return, gaze intent on his as he talks.
she'd known, from their previous meetings, that he'd once had powers like she had now. light had pulsed out from his palms, and he'd used it to protect the people he cared about. apparently, as she's learning now, he'd used it to do more than just protect.
he'd been violent, unforgiving, unflinching in the face of pain and agony... and so had she. something unexpected that they had in common. ]
You never asked.
[ if he had, perhaps she would have told him just what she liked. or maybe she wouldn't have. maybe she would have lied to protect herself. but she'd told him once before: if they don't ask, it's not a lie. you're just not volunteering information.
he's not asking now, either, but maybe... maybe she can tell him anyway. ]
Does it bother you if I do?
[ but first, she'll ask him something of her own. ]
no subject
so as he talks, she listens; her back adjusts to press flush against the wall, her face tipping up to get a better look at his own. he watches her, and she watches back in return, gaze intent on his as he talks.
she'd known, from their previous meetings, that he'd once had powers like she had now. light had pulsed out from his palms, and he'd used it to protect the people he cared about. apparently, as she's learning now, he'd used it to do more than just protect.
he'd been violent, unforgiving, unflinching in the face of pain and agony... and so had she. something unexpected that they had in common. ]
You never asked.
[ if he had, perhaps she would have told him just what she liked. or maybe she wouldn't have. maybe she would have lied to protect herself. but she'd told him once before: if they don't ask, it's not a lie. you're just not volunteering information.
he's not asking now, either, but maybe... maybe she can tell him anyway. ]
Does it bother you if I do?
[ but first, she'll ask him something of her own. ]