[she takes the words head on - she doesn't stand, doesn't walk away. she takes them as someone might face down the firing squad, feels herself as a ghost watching this whole thing from outside.
(feeding her past selves into an incinerator. wire around her wrists, forcing her to dance. that endless nothing that had wanted to tear her apart. the city utterly desolate and dead, devoid of life. what is another way to die?)
she wishes Andy would scream at her. she wishes the woman would use her strength, throw her desk, get in her face. terrify her. remind her that she doesn't belong here, that she's weak. remind her that this is what she's good for. hate her, because she earned it.
her expression is unreadable, carefully held in reserve, as if to show more emotion would strike her dead. it's only in her eyes how they flicker between a thousand things, in how she holds her hands on her lap so tight.
Andromache. no. she has no right to say that name. not now, not ever again.]
If that's how you feel, then please leave. I have to finish working myself to death, and I cannot do such in your presence.
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(feeding her past selves into an incinerator. wire around her wrists, forcing her to dance. that endless nothing that had wanted to tear her apart. the city utterly desolate and dead, devoid of life. what is another way to die?)
she wishes Andy would scream at her. she wishes the woman would use her strength, throw her desk, get in her face. terrify her. remind her that she doesn't belong here, that she's weak. remind her that this is what she's good for. hate her, because she earned it.
her expression is unreadable, carefully held in reserve, as if to show more emotion would strike her dead. it's only in her eyes how they flicker between a thousand things, in how she holds her hands on her lap so tight.
Andromache. no. she has no right to say that name. not now, not ever again.]
If that's how you feel, then please leave. I have to finish working myself to death, and I cannot do such in your presence.
[the words feel like bile in her throat.]