[ he doesn't need to mention his rising unease; she feels it anyway. his reasoning is sound and she hesitates over it for a long moment — only to see something superimposed over his face, distorted.
his thoughts and emotions feel real. so do her mothers.
morgoth made her question truth from lie until she was no longer standing on solid ground, her foundation shaken. she's been regaining it bit by bit, but with the burning house on arima so fresh in her memory, she hesitates now. ]
You go ahead.
[ she doesn't step closer to her mother, who's been watching silently so far. anderson gets a sense of trust from her, and comfort, and the strong desire to keep anderson here and safe, trusting anderson to make the right choices.
the only thing is — her mother is dead.
and still, it's so difficult not to want to have a moment longer, to see her again, to talk to her, especially when she smiles, voice quiet and gentle: ] I've missed you, Cassie.
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his thoughts and emotions feel real. so do her mothers.
morgoth made her question truth from lie until she was no longer standing on solid ground, her foundation shaken. she's been regaining it bit by bit, but with the burning house on arima so fresh in her memory, she hesitates now. ]
You go ahead.
[ she doesn't step closer to her mother, who's been watching silently so far. anderson gets a sense of trust from her, and comfort, and the strong desire to keep anderson here and safe, trusting anderson to make the right choices.
the only thing is — her mother is dead.
and still, it's so difficult not to want to have a moment longer, to see her again, to talk to her, especially when she smiles, voice quiet and gentle: ] I've missed you, Cassie.