Evie
And it's peaceful in the deep -
cause either way you cannot breathe
cause either way you cannot breathe
Evie falls for it gleefully, waggling her brows at him in silent encouragement to expound that she doesn’t truly need. “Any new ones recently?” Her levity is distinctly playful, though it’s certainly not out of the realm of possibility; Evie finds new reasons to fall in love with Deimos all the time.
Alterations of mood may suspend wandering hands for now, but given how infrequently they take these indulgent respites - and therefore the hours ahead of them that they’ve preemptively secured - the opportunity will surely come again. For now, she shares openly with him, though her lips twitch against her will at his disdain. It’s somehow nice that he focuses on that instead of the shadow of her fear of penance, starving the illogical fear of any attention or encouragement. Exactly as it deserves - or so she hopes.
Leaning forward against him as he leans back against the rock behind him, Evie takes the compliment with a wan smile. The explanation however is not quite so simple. “Hindsight makes explanations hard on both sides. He thought she wouldn’t be willing to wipe us all out in that moment, so taking Maea away wasn’t a priority.” But she can’t defend it entirely, and the imprint of her teeth in her bottom lip makes her hesitance clear about admitting it. “But he also compared her to a shark - one you don’t look away from or turn your back to. But he did. Even if it was later.” Not much later - though Evie had felt like time was crawling that night, so maybe it was faster than she remembers? “I told him my trust in him is badly damaged, ‘cause it is. But I want us to work on that - together. He’s one of the few friends I have, and yeah he messed up but…” Evie shrugs, eyes finally regaining their clarity as they focus back on Deimos. “Maybe it’ll be a mistake, but I want to have faith in him.” In people at large, and their ability to change. She had changed so much, and maybe her belief that everyone else can follow in her footsteps will burn her, but she believes this is her true atonement; to extend the second chance to others that she’d had to find on her own.
Alterations of mood may suspend wandering hands for now, but given how infrequently they take these indulgent respites - and therefore the hours ahead of them that they’ve preemptively secured - the opportunity will surely come again. For now, she shares openly with him, though her lips twitch against her will at his disdain. It’s somehow nice that he focuses on that instead of the shadow of her fear of penance, starving the illogical fear of any attention or encouragement. Exactly as it deserves - or so she hopes.
Leaning forward against him as he leans back against the rock behind him, Evie takes the compliment with a wan smile. The explanation however is not quite so simple. “Hindsight makes explanations hard on both sides. He thought she wouldn’t be willing to wipe us all out in that moment, so taking Maea away wasn’t a priority.” But she can’t defend it entirely, and the imprint of her teeth in her bottom lip makes her hesitance clear about admitting it. “But he also compared her to a shark - one you don’t look away from or turn your back to. But he did. Even if it was later.” Not much later - though Evie had felt like time was crawling that night, so maybe it was faster than she remembers? “I told him my trust in him is badly damaged, ‘cause it is. But I want us to work on that - together. He’s one of the few friends I have, and yeah he messed up but…” Evie shrugs, eyes finally regaining their clarity as they focus back on Deimos. “Maybe it’ll be a mistake, but I want to have faith in him.” In people at large, and their ability to change. She had changed so much, and maybe her belief that everyone else can follow in her footsteps will burn her, but she believes this is her true atonement; to extend the second chance to others that she’d had to find on her own.
no need to pray, no need to speak
