inside.

[theeyesees]

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[savagings]

I'd say nothing, but I wouldn't want to sound conceited.

[savagings]

I'm sure you know that better than anyone else around here.

[theeyesees]

I'm not all knowing. I just See. It doesn't give me leverage in many things.

[savagings]

So all the drawbacks with only peripheral benefit. I'm assuming this wasn't an active lifestyle choice.

[theeyesees]

This wasn't a choice. [ She touches the cross shaped scar lightly. ] You don't choose a curse.

[savagings]

[ Rook is the last of their kind to consider what he is a curse, but still he understands where the sentiment comes from. ]

Not all the time. Sometimes it's better than the alternative.

[theeyesees]

[ She thinks about it for a while, and ends up nodding. ]

Or sometimes worth the sacrifice, I guess. But the circumstances you've been forced into aren't a choice.

[whitehollows]

You were bad yesterday, Rook.

[savagings]

And so were you.

[whitehollows]

You shouldn't have said such nasty things to me.

[savagings]

[ Rook smiles, though his eyes narrow, looking at her for a moment. He remembers what he promised Poet and so he bites down on the tip of his tongue before finally leaning forward to whisper: ]

Are you feeling better, little sister?

[whitehollows]

[ There's a moment where the corners of her painted mouth tighten, and the shape of her eyes narrows faintly. A drop of violence in her consciousness. But she doesn't touch him. Neither leans away nor towards him, her posture perfect. ]

I'm very tired, Rook.

[savagings]

[ He watches her, carefully, behind his grin. ]

Then perhaps you should rest.

[whitehollows]

[ Quietly-- in the tone of a well-bred woman, hiding poison underneath softness: ]

I can smell him on you, Rook. [ The blood of their maker. ] How much did he give you?

[savagings]

[ It's the perfect opportunity to pour salt on the wound, to get Lady to squirm again under the recounting of all of Poet's attention, but he'd told Poet that he'd behave and so that's what Rook does. More or less. ]

He gave me enough. And then a little more.

[whitehollows]

[ Lady only lets out a little breath. ]

He did always love you best.