Aurelia
Nate freezes, becoming impossibly still. It's grating. The way he tries not to react tells all she would ever need to know anyway. Aurelia's gaze flickers away and her hand lowers, ashes drifting silently from the end of the cigarette. She flinches gently at the very first words that pull together on his strained lips. "I know.." she murmurs, but remains quiet so that he can get his full point across.
"He would kill me," she answers, because honestly he would. Should Remi ever feel the want or need to seek her out, to take action against her - for whatever reason - she would not survive. "But what happens if any of them come after me?" She queries, lifting her gaze back up to Nate's. "I'm no match for any of the people who are my enemies. Once upon a time, I might've been better cut out for this shit..." when she had been nothing but calloused edges and blades poised to cut, when the world had been different.
"I'm sorry," she says abruptly, straightening up, "I should never have brought any of this up. I shouldn't have given it the thought that I did..."
"He would kill me," she answers, because honestly he would. Should Remi ever feel the want or need to seek her out, to take action against her - for whatever reason - she would not survive. "But what happens if any of them come after me?" She queries, lifting her gaze back up to Nate's. "I'm no match for any of the people who are my enemies. Once upon a time, I might've been better cut out for this shit..." when she had been nothing but calloused edges and blades poised to cut, when the world had been different.
"I'm sorry," she says abruptly, straightening up, "I should never have brought any of this up. I shouldn't have given it the thought that I did..."
So leave me and tell me what I already know
That I trialled and I failed and it's good to let it go
That I trialled and I failed and it's good to let it go
