INACTIVE - Appointments - IC

[relinquishing]

"Sit back, relax, prop your feet up if you need to. Let me get you something to drink, and we'll talk!"

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[fourteen]

[ Frankly, she finds it a relief when he lashes out. A second chink in his armor that reminds her he's human.

She breathes out, shaky and slow, watching him. At this point, she doesn't trust him, and is maybe, deep down, a little frightened of whatever it is he's capable of. He's clearly not the person she believed he was. She wonders, even, if he's the person Luke seems to believe he is, though she'll never, ever raise that question to him unless he gives her very good cause. ]

You're strange. [ The words, faint, barely above a whisper, leave her before she can stop them, and she has to shake her head. ] I'm not going to invent anything. I just don't know what to say. I guess ... I'll figure it out.

[ She hovers for a moment, clearly desperate to leave at this point but unsure if she should. Finally, her mouth tightens into a thin, white line, and she does something maybe stupid and pointless:

She casts a Curaga on him. Maybe it will help.

And then she's gone. ]