JUNIPER
you think i'm happy because i'm smiling,
but it's the easiest thing to do
Juniper sat down next to Sam, gingerly, leaving some space between them. She realized she was staring at him, but, well, could he blame her? He didn't look at all like she'd expected, though she wasn't sure what she'd expected him to look like. More dangerous. More intimidating, like Wessex, or at least self-assured like Azrael and Bastien. This man seemed ... nervous, if anything. Not like the kind of person who would take up a weapon and attack a neighboring people. Just ... ordinary.but it's the easiest thing to do
"Thank you for speaking with me," Juniper said, an automatic courtesy from the part of her that had taken to the diplomat's role so well. "I ... yes."
She was still struggling to believe that he could have committed such an atrocity, really, but maybe that made it all the more insidious -- that he just looked like a person, and not a monster. That he was just a person.
"I wouldn't have come if I didn't want to start that healing, badly," she said, carefully. "Or even ... Well, I would be thankful just to maintain what peace we have now."
Could she call the current situation "peace," when they were all just readying for war?
if you looked a little closer,
you'd find my eyes aren't smiling too.
you'd find my eyes aren't smiling too.
