make peace with your broken pieces
The spark of anger blooms high and hot, disbelief rising as she listens to his words. "No jurisdiction?" Amalia repeats, incredulous and indignant, her brows tightened into a sharp frown. "Can you hear yourself? You're talking about him like he's a possession, Remi. Like he's a thing that you control and allow others to play with, instead of a person with a life."
Now she does draw her hand away, as quickly as if it was burnt. She had known his view of the world to be fractured, but this borders on absurdity, insane. "I didn't do what I did because I was the Hand or the Shield or for whatever power trip you seem to suspect me of. I took care of Ronin because it was the right thing to do Because he's my friend. Because I love him. Because I promised you I would protect him." Her voice is rising, pain and frustration building steadily in her narrow breast.
"Of all the things in the world- I didn't think I'd have to protect him from you."
Now she does draw her hand away, as quickly as if it was burnt. She had known his view of the world to be fractured, but this borders on absurdity, insane. "I didn't do what I did because I was the Hand or the Shield or for whatever power trip you seem to suspect me of. I took care of Ronin because it was the right thing to do Because he's my friend. Because I love him. Because I promised you I would protect him." Her voice is rising, pain and frustration building steadily in her narrow breast.
"Of all the things in the world- I didn't think I'd have to protect him from you."
shield of safrin
