[ He keeps looking at her. Carefully, calmly, the way you watch something you want to pay attention to. ]
They don't let you keep your magic in prison. S'where I was, before this.
[ It's part of the truth, not the whole of it. Maybe that's why the words come out easy. Nathan had thought, here and there, that maybe he'd frightened her -- that if she remembered the entire thing, her eyes golden and bowed over him, him forcefully fighting her off -- that maybe it was better to just let things be. Chase up nothing. Let the space extend.
And he still had to check anyway. What a fucking idiot. ]
Losing it doesn't get easier. Never does. [ Gaze drops to the floor. He inhales suddenly, sharply, like he's readying himself for something. ] Things change, or you do. But it still feels like shit, every day. Didn't want to tell you that over—
[ AIM messenger or whatever the fuck. Fucking hates texting. Nathan makes a vague gesture, annoyed, dismissive. ] Doesn't matter. It'll feel different, eventually. You'll feel different. That's what I wanted to say.
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They don't let you keep your magic in prison. S'where I was, before this.
[ It's part of the truth, not the whole of it. Maybe that's why the words come out easy. Nathan had thought, here and there, that maybe he'd frightened her -- that if she remembered the entire thing, her eyes golden and bowed over him, him forcefully fighting her off -- that maybe it was better to just let things be. Chase up nothing. Let the space extend.
And he still had to check anyway. What a fucking idiot. ]
Losing it doesn't get easier. Never does. [ Gaze drops to the floor. He inhales suddenly, sharply, like he's readying himself for something. ] Things change, or you do. But it still feels like shit, every day. Didn't want to tell you that over—
[ AIM messenger or whatever the fuck. Fucking hates texting. Nathan makes a vague gesture, annoyed, dismissive. ] Doesn't matter. It'll feel different, eventually. You'll feel different. That's what I wanted to say.
[ In person, that is. ]