[ he's upset. she can tell by how he clenches his jaw, the flintiness of his eyes, the tone of his voice. she lets out a slow breath at his comment, because that very may well be true. but inej isn't entirely sure she wants heleen dead. it feels wrong, to wish death on someone, even someone as evil as heleen.
she squeezes his fingers again, more to find her focus than anything else. maybe being so worried was silly after all. he seems to be nothing but supportive and kind and caring. he might even love her, despite the damage and the baggage. ]
I might never be able to have a normal relationship, because of what she's done.
[ she murmurs after a moment or two of silence, idly playing with his fingers, trying to remain in the present. and not think about the clamor of memories in the back of her mind, lingering there. the feeling of manicured fingernails against her face, forcing inej to look. or the feeling of hands coasting along her shoulders, removing whatever silks heleen had forced her into that day.
her eyes flicker toward him, seeking out his gaze, a slight frown on her lips. ]
Are you really okay with that?
[ with the panic, the nervousness around intimacy, the nightmares. ]
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Date: 2020-11-15 06:04 pm (UTC)she squeezes his fingers again, more to find her focus than anything else. maybe being so worried was silly after all. he seems to be nothing but supportive and kind and caring. he might even love her, despite the damage and the baggage. ]
I might never be able to have a normal relationship, because of what she's done.
[ she murmurs after a moment or two of silence, idly playing with his fingers, trying to remain in the present. and not think about the clamor of memories in the back of her mind, lingering there. the feeling of manicured fingernails against her face, forcing inej to look. or the feeling of hands coasting along her shoulders, removing whatever silks heleen had forced her into that day.
her eyes flicker toward him, seeking out his gaze, a slight frown on her lips. ]
Are you really okay with that?
[ with the panic, the nervousness around intimacy, the nightmares. ]