[ Gustave's presence puts a wrench in things, but she wouldn't change it for the world. It blossoms into something traitorous like hope, like wanting, and she knows how fruitless that might be. What if he vanishes from her hand right now, into a flurry of petals? Will she follow him? Or will she be left without any evidence he'd been beside her in the first place?
Too much darkness exists in those thoughts. Without the certainty of a goal, a path, it's easy to drift along the fringes of what should be.
Sciel makes a little sound in her throat - it's a laugh, actually, but in that tenderly exasperated way she gets with him. Of course he's taking notes. No wonder he and Lune are so close.
And when he settles on his question, her fingers flex instinctively. The warmth of his hand is gone. It's better that way, that he doesn't know just from that alone. And, quietly, she tells him the truth: ]
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[ Gustave's presence puts a wrench in things, but she wouldn't change it for the world. It blossoms into something traitorous like hope, like wanting, and she knows how fruitless that might be. What if he vanishes from her hand right now, into a flurry of petals? Will she follow him? Or will she be left without any evidence he'd been beside her in the first place?
Too much darkness exists in those thoughts. Without the certainty of a goal, a path, it's easy to drift along the fringes of what should be.
Sciel makes a little sound in her throat - it's a laugh, actually, but in that tenderly exasperated way she gets with him. Of course he's taking notes. No wonder he and Lune are so close.
And when he settles on his question, her fingers flex instinctively. The warmth of his hand is gone. It's better that way, that he doesn't know just from that alone. And, quietly, she tells him the truth: ]
We made it to the Monolith, Gustave.
[ And she lets that hang in the air for him. ]