...her own memory was exactly what she experienced, so she can only assume that what this place has shown her of percy's past is accurate, too. it feels - invasive, really, for her to have seen this. it doesn't seem like the sort of thing he'd want to share with anyone who happens to get caught in a bubble with him.
what he's seen of her past certainly isn't something she wants too many people knowing.
jiuqing has to force herself to breathe. it's the sound of his voice, the feeling of his hand around her wrist, that pulls her out of the memory and out of her thoughts, and then -
unceremoniously, and this time without any of the impulses of last week, she shifts over to hold onto him.]
...Percy, I'm so sorry.
[what is there to say, when you've seen something like that?
[ when she holds onto him, he doesn't expect it. he expects perhaps fear or for her to run, but instead she embraces him with an apology he knows he does not deserve.
all the same, he bears over her carefully, wraps his arms around her and holds fast softly. ]
I'm sorry as well... to have seen that... for you to have gone through such a strange, violent thing...
[ to awaken as if from a dream where your last promise was that of revenge written out in blood. he presses his cheek to her hair gently. ]
Jiuqing, this is what I fear the most. I will tell you... because I trust you. But you must never trust me, do you understand? You... this place will turn me back into a monster, will whisper into my ear... that is what I believe.
[ softer, trembling. ] You should all see my dead. I believe... that is for the best.
well. it's a little late for that. she already does.
and jiuqing's trust - especially after what she'd lived through, and how she'd died in her first life - is not freely given. she gets along well enough with people, knows how to be polite and courteous and friendly, but there are only a small number of people that she actually trusts. for better or for worse, percy is one of them already.
what she's seen of his past isn't going to change that. how could it? if he can't be trusted, then she can't be, either. and she certainly doesn't want to see him dead.
when he says that, her hands tighten in the fabric of his clothing, and she holds onto him more tightly, shaking her head slightly.]
No.
[she will not let him die.]
We'll get through this together. I won't let you become a monster. I won't let this place do that to you.
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...her own memory was exactly what she experienced, so she can only assume that what this place has shown her of percy's past is accurate, too. it feels - invasive, really, for her to have seen this. it doesn't seem like the sort of thing he'd want to share with anyone who happens to get caught in a bubble with him.
what he's seen of her past certainly isn't something she wants too many people knowing.
jiuqing has to force herself to breathe. it's the sound of his voice, the feeling of his hand around her wrist, that pulls her out of the memory and out of her thoughts, and then -
unceremoniously, and this time without any of the impulses of last week, she shifts over to hold onto him.]
...Percy, I'm so sorry.
[what is there to say, when you've seen something like that?
"i'm sorry" really doesn't feel like enough.]
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all the same, he bears over her carefully, wraps his arms around her and holds fast softly. ]
I'm sorry as well... to have seen that... for you to have gone through such a strange, violent thing...
[ to awaken as if from a dream where your last promise was that of revenge written out in blood. he presses his cheek to her hair gently. ]
Jiuqing, this is what I fear the most. I will tell you... because I trust you. But you must never trust me, do you understand? You... this place will turn me back into a monster, will whisper into my ear... that is what I believe.
[ softer, trembling. ] You should all see my dead. I believe... that is for the best.
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well. it's a little late for that. she already does.
and jiuqing's trust - especially after what she'd lived through, and how she'd died in her first life - is not freely given. she gets along well enough with people, knows how to be polite and courteous and friendly, but there are only a small number of people that she actually trusts. for better or for worse, percy is one of them already.
what she's seen of his past isn't going to change that. how could it? if he can't be trusted, then she can't be, either. and she certainly doesn't want to see him dead.
when he says that, her hands tighten in the fabric of his clothing, and she holds onto him more tightly, shaking her head slightly.]
No.
[she will not let him die.]
We'll get through this together. I won't let you become a monster. I won't let this place do that to you.