[ with memories of the mall disaster still fresh in her mind, she knows exactly what members of her team would do to someone like her. they've reached a point where she's only getting worse, and the one thing that might change that is a cure. even now, she knows Graham is right. he won't be able to find a cure, he can't protect her from getting worse. he'll look out for the people who can find a solution to all of this, and do his best to keep from having to put down the ones who've ended up like her.
she'd like him to be alive to do all of those things, though she realizes now how little his safety means to him. he's not asking for anything she wouldn't want, and yet.] Don't hate me.
[ the words tumble out faster than she can think them through, and she sighs at her own awareness of them. it isn't fair to ask for that, at least not on top of everything else. she just can't stand the way he he looks at her; the rough, miserable compliance that's already seeped into his tone. she can't think of any of this as running away, but that's something she's always been skilled at, isn't it?
she crosses her arms against her chest, lips pressed into a thin line for the moment it takes her to collect her thoughts.] I'm just - scared.
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she'd like him to be alive to do all of those things, though she realizes now how little his safety means to him. he's not asking for anything she wouldn't want, and yet.] Don't hate me.
[ the words tumble out faster than she can think them through, and she sighs at her own awareness of them. it isn't fair to ask for that, at least not on top of everything else. she just can't stand the way he he looks at her; the rough, miserable compliance that's already seeped into his tone. she can't think of any of this as running away, but that's something she's always been skilled at, isn't it?
she crosses her arms against her chest, lips pressed into a thin line for the moment it takes her to collect her thoughts.] I'm just - scared.