Beatrix
The Citadel's walls came into view, and Beatrix slowed. "You won't leave me, Jace?" It was an impulsive question; everyone she'd cared about that had once been in this place had left, in some way or another. "Not without a goodbye, at least?" She recognized there were forces at work behind her brother's growth, the cold aura, he had things he had to do that wouldn't involve her.
She just wanted a warning, if he ever left for good. "It's just you and me." She clarified, her gaze focused ahead. "No Loren, no Neron." Just them, and that thought was surreal, but in other ways, a comfort. After all, it'd been just them once upon a time. And now they were both better suited, she was certain.
She didn't wait for an answer, instead, she resumed walking, adjusting his coat around her shoulders as she went, never once removing her hand from his, even if her fingers were chilled. It'd take her a bit to be convinced he wasn't a trick.
She just wanted a warning, if he ever left for good. "It's just you and me." She clarified, her gaze focused ahead. "No Loren, no Neron." Just them, and that thought was surreal, but in other ways, a comfort. After all, it'd been just them once upon a time. And now they were both better suited, she was certain.
She didn't wait for an answer, instead, she resumed walking, adjusting his coat around her shoulders as she went, never once removing her hand from his, even if her fingers were chilled. It'd take her a bit to be convinced he wasn't a trick.
Let's see how long you'll last, puppet.
