“Is that all you care about?” she asks, words sharp as a knife’s edge, though she is certain none of it matters to him. I’m all likelihood, he doesn’t care at all, about anything. Not now. Not in any way he might have at some point in the past.
She doesn’t dignify the second part with a response. She’s not stupid. There are far too many ways it could go wrong if she tried to get out of his grasp. For the time being, she’s… a bit stuck. She’d rather take her chances once they’re on the ground again instead. The odds feel better, even if that’s just what she has to tell herself to her through every next minute that passes by.
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Date: 2022-10-24 12:27 am (UTC)She doesn’t dignify the second part with a response. She’s not stupid. There are far too many ways it could go wrong if she tried to get out of his grasp. For the time being, she’s… a bit stuck. She’d rather take her chances once they’re on the ground again instead. The odds feel better, even if that’s just what she has to tell herself to her through every next minute that passes by.