LOCKE
She sobs into his shoulder and he lets her, hands tangling into her shirt as he digs through his own emotions. Honestly the fire hadn't really jostled him too much. Worry for the workers but then it was over as quickly as it started. The Voice had saved them. Surely because of Nate? He'd have to ask. Some other day though. Maeve is leaning back and looking at his hands. Oh. Right. The glass. He makes a little noise as she turns them. He'd forgotten, honestly, in all of this.
He doesn't really say anything as she gets up, doesn't say anything when she comes back. He just silently watches her pick the glass out. That's.. Weird. He can feel it but not really? "Thought going through the window as a good idea.. Wasn't sure if the door would open.." He kind of laughs, something closer to bitter than joy. "The Voice put the fire out, Mae. Heard 'er myself.." How strange is it that the Voice saved the Halenani workers? Wasn't the Halenani built for Frey? Or because of them at least.. His brain really is running on fumes, isn't it? He bites his lip as he watches her work. Usually he's patching himself up.
Hazel eyes flick up, watching her face as she works. He didn't mean to upset her, to worry her. Maybe she does care about him. "Will you shower with me? Not.. Not like that I just.. Don't want to be away from you." A confession that makes him feel weaker than the smoke and blood loss.
He doesn't really say anything as she gets up, doesn't say anything when she comes back. He just silently watches her pick the glass out. That's.. Weird. He can feel it but not really? "Thought going through the window as a good idea.. Wasn't sure if the door would open.." He kind of laughs, something closer to bitter than joy. "The Voice put the fire out, Mae. Heard 'er myself.." How strange is it that the Voice saved the Halenani workers? Wasn't the Halenani built for Frey? Or because of them at least.. His brain really is running on fumes, isn't it? He bites his lip as he watches her work. Usually he's patching himself up.
Hazel eyes flick up, watching her face as she works. He didn't mean to upset her, to worry her. Maybe she does care about him. "Will you shower with me? Not.. Not like that I just.. Don't want to be away from you." A confession that makes him feel weaker than the smoke and blood loss.
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
