dirty laundry, hangin' out with the white lies 'til they're clean sheets
testing loyalties,
It seems to ignore her for the time being, and she bites down quietly on the inside of her lip while the darkness seeps forward, watching from her own spot away from the shield’s barrier. The words the creature says are quite a bit less than comforting, and she glances to Sam with uncertainty. She’s not giving up what she has, but why must they die anyway?
“Where do you go when Longnight is over?” She asks abruptly, moving just enough to near Remi’s spot for a quick escape should they need it. That and his forms should definitely provide a helpful comfort for her mentally. She’s not prepared like Samuel is with his barrier. She’s not prepared, really, at all. But she hopes to get some information from this attempt if only to see where it goes from here.
“Where do you go when Longnight is over?” She asks abruptly, moving just enough to near Remi’s spot for a quick escape should they need it. That and his forms should definitely provide a helpful comfort for her mentally. She’s not prepared like Samuel is with his barrier. She’s not prepared, really, at all. But she hopes to get some information from this attempt if only to see where it goes from here.
please don't make me choose sides
when you leave me
REXANNA
