[ her eyes shift back down to the paper, glancing it over. but kaz's words catch up to her before translating the kerch in her head does, and her head immediately snaps back to him, clearly stunned. and maybe searching his expression to see if this is a joke.
it isn't. obviously. and part of her knows that she should be ecstatic, being handed this proverbial golden ticket, a free pass out of ketterdam. she could skip town tomorrow and no one would care, or know any the wiser.
but the thought fills her with dread, and she reaches out a hand to press her fingers against the paper -- only to slide it toward him. ]
You will give me this when you come back in one piece.
[ because this feels like a goodbye, for some reason, which causes icy fingers to curl around her heart. she wants to be able to celebrate her freedom, to enjoy it. not suffer through it alone, without him. ]
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it isn't. obviously. and part of her knows that she should be ecstatic, being handed this proverbial golden ticket, a free pass out of ketterdam. she could skip town tomorrow and no one would care, or know any the wiser.
but the thought fills her with dread, and she reaches out a hand to press her fingers against the paper -- only to slide it toward him. ]
You will give me this when you come back in one piece.
[ because this feels like a goodbye, for some reason, which causes icy fingers to curl around her heart. she wants to be able to celebrate her freedom, to enjoy it. not suffer through it alone, without him. ]
Because you will.
[ there's no other option. ]