[ It's not an easy thing when it comes right down to it. Neither this nor the last time, nor any other time it mattered. When it had to be said. The shades of herself. The shades of girls who should be more than she ever could be.
That was the worst of it - perhaps for all her bluster. All her pride, her viciousness, the absolute way she ever saw the world. That surety in how small she was. A daughter of an old world that she hoped one day to die in. To bury for the sake of - ]
Do not ever, ever risk your life for me again. Do you hear me? What you did, when Helena shot at me? Never again. [ She turns to her, something stricken there, half vulnerable for all she would insist she wasn't. ] Do you not understand - how dear you are to me? You are like my own daughter.
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Date: 2018-11-20 11:39 am (UTC)That was the worst of it - perhaps for all her bluster. All her pride, her viciousness, the absolute way she ever saw the world. That surety in how small she was. A daughter of an old world that she hoped one day to die in. To bury for the sake of - ]
Do not ever, ever risk your life for me again. Do you hear me? What you did, when Helena shot at me? Never again. [ She turns to her, something stricken there, half vulnerable for all she would insist she wasn't. ] Do you not understand - how dear you are to me? You are like my own daughter.