[it's nondescript, wrapped neatly in brown paper, smaller than the average paperback book. no hint as to the precious solution inside of it, distilled down to what they would need and strong enough to ration doses out of. they get hurt so much, and she can't always physically be there to mend what's broken. at least it will go away sooner.
with Nishitani freeing her, it means she can go to the food and take a seat, shoulders set in a straight line. she hasn't lost her tension, but she'll figure out how to eat the food somehow, serving herself a portion - there will still be some for Izo, if he hasn't eaten already. it can't be poisoned, and yet Emily feels as though she's resolving herself to drink such straight from the bottle.
fine, he has what he wants in this regard, her eating his food, eyes kept downward so she has no urge to flinch. drawn out, she can't shake the sense she's being toyed with.]
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with Nishitani freeing her, it means she can go to the food and take a seat, shoulders set in a straight line. she hasn't lost her tension, but she'll figure out how to eat the food somehow, serving herself a portion - there will still be some for Izo, if he hasn't eaten already. it can't be poisoned, and yet Emily feels as though she's resolving herself to drink such straight from the bottle.
fine, he has what he wants in this regard, her eating his food, eyes kept downward so she has no urge to flinch. drawn out, she can't shake the sense she's being toyed with.]