don's heart catches for that half-second it takes for sinclair to save himself, but the sound is still loud (to her) the pace still fast, and her face is some mixture of flushed cheeks and deer caught in headlights before the question registers and she looks down at the cookie in her hand... wondering when she'd crushed it between her fingers, just a bit.
... right, right, see? nothing. "it's" wasn't-- part of that, the "you" was part of another sentence, her chest is somehow empty despite the fullness that should house itself there. ]
Of course, Young Sinclair! [ she hears herself say, more than says it herself, bright and normal as ever. ] I would like to assist thee in thy youthful pursuits, should the matter arise. We both agreed to try if it was present, did we not?
[ even though
that's definitely not something she's been sticking to whatsoever. ]
no subject
her?
don's heart catches for that half-second it takes for sinclair to save himself, but the sound is still loud (to her) the pace still fast, and her face is some mixture of flushed cheeks and deer caught in headlights before the question registers and she looks down at the cookie in her hand... wondering when she'd crushed it between her fingers, just a bit.
... right, right, see? nothing. "it's" wasn't-- part of that, the "you" was part of another sentence, her chest is somehow empty despite the fullness that should house itself there. ]
Of course, Young Sinclair! [ she hears herself say, more than says it herself, bright and normal as ever. ] I would like to assist thee in thy youthful pursuits, should the matter arise. We both agreed to try if it was present, did we not?
[ even though
that's definitely not something she's been sticking to whatsoever. ]