[ She doesn't know what to say. Things had been better for just a few moments...
But now Luke's death looms close and large, hanging over her like an axe suspended by the barest of threads, and she wants to vomit. One of her hands comes up to press over her mouth. It's her right hand. The hand with the ring. Seconds later she seems to realize - remember - feel the ring against her lips - and jerks her hand away like she's been burned, curling it into a fist and ducking her head.
Abruptly she gets to her feet. She can't even look at Luke. She's glad he's so small. Maybe he won't remember. ]
I ... I have to go.
[ She leaves without another word, shutting her eyes as, finally, a few tears roll down her face. But Guy won't see them. A few steps bring her into a waiting darkness corridor, and after she strides into it, the darkness disappears as if it had never been. ]
[May 30th - Xion]
But now Luke's death looms close and large, hanging over her like an axe suspended by the barest of threads, and she wants to vomit. One of her hands comes up to press over her mouth. It's her right hand. The hand with the ring. Seconds later she seems to realize - remember - feel the ring against her lips - and jerks her hand away like she's been burned, curling it into a fist and ducking her head.
Abruptly she gets to her feet. She can't even look at Luke. She's glad he's so small. Maybe he won't remember. ]
I ... I have to go.
[ She leaves without another word, shutting her eyes as, finally, a few tears roll down her face. But Guy won't see them. A few steps bring her into a waiting darkness corridor, and after she strides into it, the darkness disappears as if it had never been. ]