REXANNA
"We’re not going to be able to look for things if we don’t go in the rooms.” It would be nice if whatever the girl wanted them to find was just laying out in the open, but she wasn’t going to gamble their lives on it. Splitting up makes sense for them to cover the most ground though, and she nods distractedly before one mirror in particular catches her eye and draws her in.
She wants it. The mirror reflects back the dreams of her old life and her new one and it would be so easy to just reach out and take them. She has given up more than she ever could have imagined to get where she is now, and to have the opportunity to gain it all back is much more than just tempting. Her gaze lingers a moment longertwenty one, twenty two on her daughter before she pulls herself away, steeling herself against the loss. She has made this choice before though, and it’s easier the second time. She traded that part of her life for the power to be a weapon and the strength to protect herself and the people she loves, and she won’t look back now.
That doesn’t mean it’s easy to leave the room, but her eyes are dry as she steps back into the hall and pulls the door firmly shut behind her. She doesn’t really think it will slow the girl down, but every little bit helps. The stairs at the end of the corridor look promising, but she’s reluctant to leave Adam behind so instead she goes to door number three, opening it cautiously and darting a swift glance within.
"What did you find?" She calls to her companion, hoping it's something more useful than twisted reflections.
She wants it. The mirror reflects back the dreams of her old life and her new one and it would be so easy to just reach out and take them. She has given up more than she ever could have imagined to get where she is now, and to have the opportunity to gain it all back is much more than just tempting. Her gaze lingers a moment longer
That doesn’t mean it’s easy to leave the room, but her eyes are dry as she steps back into the hall and pulls the door firmly shut behind her. She doesn’t really think it will slow the girl down, but every little bit helps. The stairs at the end of the corridor look promising, but she’s reluctant to leave Adam behind so instead she goes to door number three, opening it cautiously and darting a swift glance within.
"What did you find?" She calls to her companion, hoping it's something more useful than twisted reflections.
