I... [Molly swallows hard, tongue pressing into his cheek. He was so struck wondering if all those places she keeps mentioning- the roads, the mountains, the kingdoms- are even real and if it's polite to ask if they're physical or metaphysical that he's stunned when her eyes turn to him.
He speaks without wanting to, either because he trusts her or because he's putting way more personal stakes in this than he damn well should and he sort of hopes to be slapped down from it.
And besides, it's what he asked of her when he came.]
Before I came here, there were slavers who took some of my friends. They were going to break them and sell them to the highest bidder. And the moment I saw that memory of a girl who dragged two of them to the bloody Hells with her rather than be a slave, I couldn't stop thinking of how Yasha would have done the same thing if she'd only had a chance.
[He swallows again, remembering that in fits and starts Fayura does know that much. There's always more, and he's not very schooled in keeping his emotions secure.] Unless you're talking about the webs and visions... That's a whole other story.
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He speaks without wanting to, either because he trusts her or because he's putting way more personal stakes in this than he damn well should and he sort of hopes to be slapped down from it.
And besides, it's what he asked of her when he came.]
Before I came here, there were slavers who took some of my friends. They were going to break them and sell them to the highest bidder. And the moment I saw that memory of a girl who dragged two of them to the bloody Hells with her rather than be a slave, I couldn't stop thinking of how Yasha would have done the same thing if she'd only had a chance.
[He swallows again, remembering that in fits and starts Fayura does know that much. There's always more, and he's not very schooled in keeping his emotions secure.] Unless you're talking about the webs and visions... That's a whole other story.