For a few moments, she just studies him in silence. The changes that she couldn't put her finger on before start sliding within her reach, and she's torn between wanting to grab hold of them and wanting to shove them away. Rowan was surprised to see her, but he's not surprised. He's not shocked and reeling and wondering what year it is, what dimension he's stumbled into. He already knows. Which means he's been here long enough to figure it out -- not just that, but to be comfortable with it.
She knows how selfish it is of her to resent that, when last she checked, he was on the run and she was in a four-star suite. But she doesn't like the thought of him being stuck here, alone, for as long as it would take for him to be this accustomed to it. Even if 'here' is technically a safer place for him to be. She doesn't like the thought of him being gone, and her not even noticing.
Well. Shutting her eyes to reality has never been her strong suit, and she's not about to start, now. Her grip on his arm tightens, just barely. "Rowan, how long have you been here?"
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Date: 2019-03-19 11:01 pm (UTC)From:She knows how selfish it is of her to resent that, when last she checked, he was on the run and she was in a four-star suite. But she doesn't like the thought of him being stuck here, alone, for as long as it would take for him to be this accustomed to it. Even if 'here' is technically a safer place for him to be. She doesn't like the thought of him being gone, and her not even noticing.
Well. Shutting her eyes to reality has never been her strong suit, and she's not about to start, now. Her grip on his arm tightens, just barely. "Rowan, how long have you been here?"