[She cuts the connection, and it feels like he has been doused in ice water while simultaniously being pulled above the tide. He takes a deep breath, skin prickling with a sensation he doesn’t recognize. All the while, he digests the sudden thought in his head — she is aftaid of him, of his power? That couldn’t be right. He didn’t have any power — that was his uncle’s side of the family.
Some of his anger bleeds out, and even though he was still strapped dow, he was happy for her to have backed out of his kind. It was everything she promised and worse.]
If they didn’t take them already.
[He says it, half drowsy, and then spits excess saliva sideways on the floor. A combonation of needing to breathe better, and a gesture of disrespect.]
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Some of his anger bleeds out, and even though he was still strapped dow, he was happy for her to have backed out of his kind. It was everything she promised and worse.]
If they didn’t take them already.
[He says it, half drowsy, and then spits excess saliva sideways on the floor. A combonation of needing to breathe better, and a gesture of disrespect.]