[ That answer isn't good enough for Kira, as it turns out. She can sense his stubbornness, his evasion, his discomfort, but none of it provides her with an answers, and she's too curious and fixated to settle for less. He has upheaved her life, put her on the run — only through her own choices, admittedly, but she's not going to be self-reflective enough to accept that blame when she can put it squarely on him for karking things up instead.
She surges forward and grabs him by the chin and forces his face to turn towards hers, demanding eye contact, demanding anything more than his imitation of remaining placid and unaffected. ]
Why? Why did you want to?
[ But she doesn't like what she sees there. Instantly, in fact, she regrets touching his face and getting in it at the same time and she releases his chin and recoils like he's a recently fired ion drive. There's a jolt of fear there because all of this is getting pretty directly at one thing: intimacy and human connection.
It shouldn't be that surprising. He sees her as human, even if he also sees the monster and the weapon that she has been shaped into. In many ways that is what fascinates her about him. But it also makes her furious and uncomfortable and she cannot help but poke that rancor. She regrets it. Often. Always. ]
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She surges forward and grabs him by the chin and forces his face to turn towards hers, demanding eye contact, demanding anything more than his imitation of remaining placid and unaffected. ]
Why? Why did you want to?
[ But she doesn't like what she sees there. Instantly, in fact, she regrets touching his face and getting in it at the same time and she releases his chin and recoils like he's a recently fired ion drive. There's a jolt of fear there because all of this is getting pretty directly at one thing: intimacy and human connection.
It shouldn't be that surprising. He sees her as human, even if he also sees the monster and the weapon that she has been shaped into. In many ways that is what fascinates her about him. But it also makes her furious and uncomfortable and she cannot help but poke that rancor. She regrets it. Often. Always. ]