EVIE
"I could definitely do that," she laughs, the shaky undertone more relieved than anything at the positive response. It feels crazy to be doing this so freely in front of Sam, but a part of her is wilting in abject appreciation that nothing seems to have changed between them. In fact, she feels much closer to him already. One less secret between them. And she nods her head gratefully as he doesn't object to her wishes. Perhaps someday she will be ready to face The Voice again, but as she grows older her beliefs only seem to grow more deeply rooted. It worries her sometimes, the bitterness that she can't cut out of her soul.
"If that's a title you want to claim, I'll be happy to call you champion," she teases back, which is rather sad considering the matter they're discussing. Bonding over childhood trauma is definitely a time-honored pastime between siblings. She reaches out to try and squeeze his hand, giving him a lopsided smile that is far from her normal put-together act. "I think it would be good to try." After all this time. She's willing to give it a go, even if it likely means mediating between the two the whole evening.
"If that's a title you want to claim, I'll be happy to call you champion," she teases back, which is rather sad considering the matter they're discussing. Bonding over childhood trauma is definitely a time-honored pastime between siblings. She reaches out to try and squeeze his hand, giving him a lopsided smile that is far from her normal put-together act. "I think it would be good to try." After all this time. She's willing to give it a go, even if it likely means mediating between the two the whole evening.
Don't look up, just let them think
There's no place else you'd rather be
There's no place else you'd rather be
