[ ... it's not. She was honestly expecting him to stay where he was. Staring. Considering. Judging. ]
Don't--
[ Whatever she heard, it was enough. While she doesn't slap his hand away, it looks like she'd like to. Though there is ... a moment. A moment where she stares at him, and wavers, as if she might actually accept.
She didn't expect him to act so kind. It's a convincing act. Convincing enough to make her want to stay, to keep talking to him, as if maybe she might learn something...
In the end, it's the look in his eyes that returns her resolve to flee. She sees in them the darkness, that warning, and it frightens her terribly. So much so that she nearly falls over again scrambling back from him, but finally she manages to get away from the chair and steady herself on her feet. ]
I don't want your help. Stay away from me.
[ ... again, she hesitates. Has she said too much? Too little? ... it's not important now. What's done is done; she has to leave. And so she does, turning on her heel and taking off at a run. Oddly, for just a moment before she ran, there was something around her hands ... almost like wisps of darkness. There were just enough of them to be obvious, and not simply a trick on the eyes.
She'd thought better of a portal seconds too late to hide the evidence of the beginnings of a darkness corridor. But then, finally, she's gone. ]
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Don't--
[ Whatever she heard, it was enough. While she doesn't slap his hand away, it looks like she'd like to. Though there is ... a moment. A moment where she stares at him, and wavers, as if she might actually accept.
She didn't expect him to act so kind. It's a convincing act. Convincing enough to make her want to stay, to keep talking to him, as if maybe she might learn something...
In the end, it's the look in his eyes that returns her resolve to flee. She sees in them the darkness, that warning, and it frightens her terribly. So much so that she nearly falls over again scrambling back from him, but finally she manages to get away from the chair and steady herself on her feet. ]
I don't want your help. Stay away from me.
[ ... again, she hesitates. Has she said too much? Too little? ... it's not important now. What's done is done; she has to leave. And so she does, turning on her heel and taking off at a run. Oddly, for just a moment before she ran, there was something around her hands ... almost like wisps of darkness. There were just enough of them to be obvious, and not simply a trick on the eyes.
She'd thought better of a portal seconds too late to hide the evidence of the beginnings of a darkness corridor. But then, finally, she's gone. ]