[She might need it- that shock to her system. It freezes her in place, trembling with anger, glaring at... not at him, in particular, but everything and everyone... But she has always been vulnerable to this type. The type that stood steady in the storm, who respected it... who did not try to force her to stop or force their way through it, forging some middle ground.
... What is she supposed to do with those people? (Well, one she took as a lover and the rest are her "friends".)
The anger lashes, boils, rages, because he agrees, it even agrees, this shouldn't have happened, she shouldn't have let it happen, but it doesn't... It doesn't do anything. And with D just standing there... it eventually begins to die down.
But what is she supposed to say, in that new failure's wake? He had now been cowed, or abandoned her, or suppressed beneath her will. So-
She's just standing there now, too, like a mare exhausted from attempts to break her to the saddle, panting and ready to lash out and sink teeth into anyone who came close... Even if that's what she might need the most.
And this is what will later make her realize she needs to wait before making her own communion post, but.]
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... What is she supposed to do with those people? (Well, one she took as a lover and the rest are her "friends".)
The anger lashes, boils, rages, because he agrees, it even agrees, this shouldn't have happened, she shouldn't have let it happen, but it doesn't... It doesn't do anything. And with D just standing there... it eventually begins to die down.
But what is she supposed to say, in that new failure's wake? He had now been cowed, or abandoned her, or suppressed beneath her will. So-
She's just standing there now, too, like a mare exhausted from attempts to break her to the saddle, panting and ready to lash out and sink teeth into anyone who came close... Even if that's what she might need the most.
And this is what will later make her realize she needs to wait before making her own communion post, but.]