know i'll stay beside that telephone line
“Yeah,” she says with a soft huff of a laugh, the insecurities already beginning to vanish under the new, shiny glint of gold. “You’re right.” She murmurs as Jack lights the candles and she makes her way toward the shrine, softening with the idea of being this close to her mother. And while Safrin wasn’t right here in this moment, it was still sweet and relieving to be in the here and now.
Even if they are talking about Kaisel and his decisions. Such that she looks over her shoulder with a smile a touch too much like Jack’s. “Funny, he offered the same thing. But I think I’m just gonna try it on my own first ’n see.” But don’t worry, she isn’t stupid enough to let him back in after all of this unless he managed some impossible feat.
But for now, she settles in to give her mother a proper thanks, withdrawing with a deep inhale of the scent from the lighthouse she’d descended from, before she steps back to let Jack give his offerings. Her fingers trace along the smooth, hardened wax left behind from years upon years of candles burning and melting over it as she waits for him to rise again. “What’s all she’s given ya?” She asks curious, realizing she’d never really asked what he got out of all of this.
Even if they are talking about Kaisel and his decisions. Such that she looks over her shoulder with a smile a touch too much like Jack’s. “Funny, he offered the same thing. But I think I’m just gonna try it on my own first ’n see.” But don’t worry, she isn’t stupid enough to let him back in after all of this unless he managed some impossible feat.
But for now, she settles in to give her mother a proper thanks, withdrawing with a deep inhale of the scent from the lighthouse she’d descended from, before she steps back to let Jack give his offerings. Her fingers trace along the smooth, hardened wax left behind from years upon years of candles burning and melting over it as she waits for him to rise again. “What’s all she’s given ya?” She asks curious, realizing she’d never really asked what he got out of all of this.
Calypso
and tomorrow we might steal the sun from underneath our eyes
