[Sounds right up her alley, honestly. She wants to stay here, live with these people. She does. Ingrained is the idea that there's safety in numbers. But fuck numbers, and fuck anyone who thinks they understand where she's coming from. Sometimes she just wants to be alone and no one seems to get why.
She misses Joel so tangibly it's like he's dead. And that's enough to make her want to push this guy a little. Antagonize him. He's being so fucking careful. Like she's some crazy person with a gun he can't wait to take away. Maybe she is losing her mind. In another life, it was almost poetic.]
Perfect place to hide a body. Right?
[She says that with a light nonchalance. Gallow's humour, and all.]
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She misses Joel so tangibly it's like he's dead. And that's enough to make her want to push this guy a little. Antagonize him. He's being so fucking careful. Like she's some crazy person with a gun he can't wait to take away. Maybe she is losing her mind. In another life, it was almost poetic.]
Perfect place to hide a body. Right?
[She says that with a light nonchalance. Gallow's humour, and all.]