HENRY
I was waiting for something extraordinary
but as the years wasted on...
but as the years wasted on...
He feels her contempt before she even speaks, can hear the snort, can see the stiffening of her figure in the shadows. His eyes narrow through the darkness, trying to get a better look at her, at what's wrong.
The boy himself doesn't tense, perhaps because he's too well-intentioned, assuming that since things hadn't ended up bad between them before, that perhaps she was a begrudging friend. Not.. a thief in the night, come to steal his blood, to spill it out like water from a full cup. As if it might fill her own empty, vacant one, and repurpose her existence.
Henry pauses there in the slivers of smoke that sweep past his fingers, in the shadows of her blustering emotions. Vaguely aware of the balance he's hanging in, and feeling okay with tipping it. For a moment, he's stunned into silence, though, because her words do come out and that hiss of hers is ripping out towards him.
"I'm sorry," A part of him thought she might be dead, gone, lost. It's why he had urged the one that's not... to think more clearly.. before she followed suit. For a second time. He starts towards the girl slowly, trying to draw near enough to see her eyes. His voice is guarded as he asks, "What are you going to do now?"
The boy himself doesn't tense, perhaps because he's too well-intentioned, assuming that since things hadn't ended up bad between them before, that perhaps she was a begrudging friend. Not.. a thief in the night, come to steal his blood, to spill it out like water from a full cup. As if it might fill her own empty, vacant one, and repurpose her existence.
Henry pauses there in the slivers of smoke that sweep past his fingers, in the shadows of her blustering emotions. Vaguely aware of the balance he's hanging in, and feeling okay with tipping it. For a moment, he's stunned into silence, though, because her words do come out and that hiss of hers is ripping out towards him.
"I'm sorry," A part of him thought she might be dead, gone, lost. It's why he had urged the one that's not... to think more clearly.. before she followed suit. For a second time. He starts towards the girl slowly, trying to draw near enough to see her eyes. His voice is guarded as he asks, "What are you going to do now?"
nothing ever did
unless I caused it
unless I caused it
