[She had seized him and pulled him in close because she could not envision any other way to make him stay close to her. When she had released him, she had assumed he would step back, he would separate from her... but instead, he forces his hands into hers, prying open her fists to fill her fingers with his.
What is she supposed to say? She wants to rail at him still, to demand that he choose Meridian because they are right, because returning to the worlds they belong is the proper path rather than attempting to play god and create some sort of perfect world by fucked up Zenith committee. She doesn't want to believe in supposition, she wants to believe in the only path that offered her any hope, she wants the people she cares about not to be her godsdamned enemies-
She should slap away his hands, demand he be strong enough to stand and choose Meridian on his own...
And instead she is clutching them. Because as many times as she has labeled him a traitor, insulted him for betraying Meridian, and claimed to others that she cared nothing for anyone who defected... She had cared about Liem defecting. She had cared that Liem left her. And now... she has the chance to get him back.
Will she be able to trust him again? Will it be the same? Will-
Her fingers tighten.]
It is mine.
[After the roots and the loss of the Iconoclast Oracle, she had turned to Meridian even further, throwing herself into duty and work to try and make up for the failings she thought she saw in the faction that she had chosen to rely on to get her home. Perhaps "we" would be more convincing... but Set is chaotic, too free with his affections regardless of loyalties, and she had seen Yima's flower blooming in his soul. Allowed to bloom there. If it is her, she will be stalwart, and unyielding, and true-]
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What is she supposed to say? She wants to rail at him still, to demand that he choose Meridian because they are right, because returning to the worlds they belong is the proper path rather than attempting to play god and create some sort of perfect world by fucked up Zenith committee. She doesn't want to believe in supposition, she wants to believe in the only path that offered her any hope, she wants the people she cares about not to be her godsdamned enemies-
She should slap away his hands, demand he be strong enough to stand and choose Meridian on his own...
And instead she is clutching them. Because as many times as she has labeled him a traitor, insulted him for betraying Meridian, and claimed to others that she cared nothing for anyone who defected... She had cared about Liem defecting. She had cared that Liem left her. And now... she has the chance to get him back.
Will she be able to trust him again? Will it be the same? Will-
Her fingers tighten.]
It is mine.
[After the roots and the loss of the Iconoclast Oracle, she had turned to Meridian even further, throwing herself into duty and work to try and make up for the failings she thought she saw in the faction that she had chosen to rely on to get her home. Perhaps "we" would be more convincing... but Set is chaotic, too free with his affections regardless of loyalties, and she had seen Yima's flower blooming in his soul. Allowed to bloom there. If it is her, she will be stalwart, and unyielding, and true-]
So come back. I will take your damned deal- !
[Is just deciding enough?]