Trassel's already looked up from his post, lying Sphinx-like at the door, scenting the salt of her unshed tears. At Matthias' tone, however, he makes a rumble of concern. She didn't need those clues to know that this was genuine, or that she was already inexorably entwined with these two, but they don't hurt.
Matthias reaches for her again as she starts to stand and she wants to snap at him: You can't have it both ways. They can't just be friends and not be more when this is also what he wants, what he does. She's not willing to live forever with this undefined; she's worth more than that.
But he sounds desperate.
She sinks back down stiffly, her back ramrod straight, her lips tight. Her gaze locks with his, and it searches. His eyes are the color of the sky peaking through storm clouds, and they pierce her heart and leave her defenseless. Her control breaks on a silent whimper, a sudden snap of the restraint she'd put over her heart to cover up the wound. She surges forward through the pain and leans toward him, lifting up one hand to cradle his cheek, as brave in this moment as she has ever been in her life, stretching out over the yawning gap of screaming in her soul to try again. ]
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Trassel's already looked up from his post, lying Sphinx-like at the door, scenting the salt of her unshed tears. At Matthias' tone, however, he makes a rumble of concern. She didn't need those clues to know that this was genuine, or that she was already inexorably entwined with these two, but they don't hurt.
Matthias reaches for her again as she starts to stand and she wants to snap at him: You can't have it both ways. They can't just be friends and not be more when this is also what he wants, what he does. She's not willing to live forever with this undefined; she's worth more than that.
But he sounds desperate.
She sinks back down stiffly, her back ramrod straight, her lips tight. Her gaze locks with his, and it searches. His eyes are the color of the sky peaking through storm clouds, and they pierce her heart and leave her defenseless. Her control breaks on a silent whimper, a sudden snap of the restraint she'd put over her heart to cover up the wound. She surges forward through the pain and leans toward him, lifting up one hand to cradle his cheek, as brave in this moment as she has ever been in her life, stretching out over the yawning gap of screaming in her soul to try again. ]
You can tell me.