Evie
And it's peaceful in the deep -
cause either way you cannot breathe
cause either way you cannot breathe
She is certainly not placing the blame on his shoulders - on anyone's, really - when there has simply been so much since the impact. Evie can scarcely recall whether Hotaru had departed before or after the event, which merely reinforces how hectic the past seasons have been.
Humming pleasantly past the twist of her smile, Evie's humid-dark lashes are auburn around the silent I told you so angle of her eyes. Though what she actually says is, "I'm always reasonable, that's part of why you love me so much." Many wouldn't consider Deimos to be unreasonable, but the cruel voices and uncertainties in his head are a private thing, and deeply illogical to boot. Evie prides herself on cleaning them out like toxic dustbunnies.
Moving closer without struggle, Evie's face takes a somber downturn this time around. "As good as I could have hoped. It's...we aren't going to go back to what we were, at least not anytime soon." Gods, but Evie has survived on hope and nothing more for half her life, and she doesn't know how to stop now. "I think he has more feelings for Maea than he lets on - or knows about himself. And I know love can blind, but..." Evie bites her lip, expression torn as her eyes go somewhere past Deimos' shoulder to a place only she can see. "I guess it's the gods evening the scales, making me come second to Maea for once and realizing how awful it feels." She had thought she'd served her penance, but it stings too deep to be anything else.
Humming pleasantly past the twist of her smile, Evie's humid-dark lashes are auburn around the silent I told you so angle of her eyes. Though what she actually says is, "I'm always reasonable, that's part of why you love me so much." Many wouldn't consider Deimos to be unreasonable, but the cruel voices and uncertainties in his head are a private thing, and deeply illogical to boot. Evie prides herself on cleaning them out like toxic dustbunnies.
Moving closer without struggle, Evie's face takes a somber downturn this time around. "As good as I could have hoped. It's...we aren't going to go back to what we were, at least not anytime soon." Gods, but Evie has survived on hope and nothing more for half her life, and she doesn't know how to stop now. "I think he has more feelings for Maea than he lets on - or knows about himself. And I know love can blind, but..." Evie bites her lip, expression torn as her eyes go somewhere past Deimos' shoulder to a place only she can see. "I guess it's the gods evening the scales, making me come second to Maea for once and realizing how awful it feels." She had thought she'd served her penance, but it stings too deep to be anything else.
no need to pray, no need to speak
