You're so cold
but you feel alive
She didn't quite process the significance of the earrings at that moment, too busy getting worked up about Amalia. The face that met Sunjata's gaze was all kinds of stony, lips pressed together under flared nostrils while her eyes fairly flashed. Not at him, of course, but at the woman.
"I understand. Well, when you see her, tell her I'm still waiting for an apology. I did not quite hear it last time I spoke to her."
Her jaw was tight under his hand, muscles working quite like his used to do when he chewed on things, on thoughts, on unpleasant things. A little habit she had picked up, quite without realizing it.
The cold was sharpening. On the surface just around the girl's skin, a thin sheet of ice was beginning to settle.
"I understand. Well, when you see her, tell her I'm still waiting for an apology. I did not quite hear it last time I spoke to her."
Her jaw was tight under his hand, muscles working quite like his used to do when he chewed on things, on thoughts, on unpleasant things. A little habit she had picked up, quite without realizing it.
The cold was sharpening. On the surface just around the girl's skin, a thin sheet of ice was beginning to settle.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
