[A beat, and she huffs a laugh, wry and unamused.]
We might just spend an afternoon avoiding looking weak in front of one another, Jamie. I think we could manage it.
[She wants to know very badly what happened to him, but he certainly won't if she doesn't. And she trusts him (she does, actually, and that's unusual, she's going to have to think about that at some point; it isn't the deepest trust she has, but it's something, and that's more than most people get).]
. . . they deprived us of sleep before asking us questions. And when we wouldn't answer, they turned to more . . . traditional methods of extracting answers. Aiding them was some sort of hideous creature that would attack periodically.
[A few seconds pass, and then she adds:]
. . . though there was a man there who, ah, who didn't care much for answers. He was simply pleased to have me caught.
[She says all this stiffly, proudly, describing it as clinically as possible, as if it happened to someone else. But her free hand goes to her throat, fingers picking lightly at the high collar.]
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Date: 2018-04-25 06:44 pm (UTC)We might just spend an afternoon avoiding looking weak in front of one another, Jamie. I think we could manage it.
[She wants to know very badly what happened to him, but he certainly won't if she doesn't. And she trusts him (she does, actually, and that's unusual, she's going to have to think about that at some point; it isn't the deepest trust she has, but it's something, and that's more than most people get).]
. . . they deprived us of sleep before asking us questions. And when we wouldn't answer, they turned to more . . . traditional methods of extracting answers. Aiding them was some sort of hideous creature that would attack periodically.
[A few seconds pass, and then she adds:]
. . . though there was a man there who, ah, who didn't care much for answers. He was simply pleased to have me caught.
[She says all this stiffly, proudly, describing it as clinically as possible, as if it happened to someone else. But her free hand goes to her throat, fingers picking lightly at the high collar.]