[ luckily for him she is not bringing it up, but that does not mean that she is not thinking about it.. about why he did it, if he even knows why he did it at all.
alisaie withdraws as well, still stung, still reeling and angry and aching inside, but moving forward. what other choice does she have but to move forward? she does not think that the siren will return, wounded as it is, and keen as they are to its tactics, but better still not to risk it.. much as she wants to tear that thing apart for daring to use her dearest grandsire as a weapon.
with a shuddering exhale, alisaie climbs from the pool. ]
[ she snaps right back, mimicking his tone, for he is not exactly her ideal hero either. no one is. alisaie would rather not be saved at all, when it comes down to it, it makes her feel foolish and incapable - which is exactly what she was. it chafes.
just to have something to do with her hands, she begins to wring out her hair as they move further from the water. no siren stirs. ]
[ He nods silently and pauses by the entrance to the spring, waiting for her to finish wringing out her hair and join him. He doesn't remember how they got here but it should be a simple matter to get out now that the trial is over.
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We should leave in case it returns.
[ He is carefully not looking at her. Hopefully she doesn't try and bring up the fact that he defended her. ]
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alisaie withdraws as well, still stung, still reeling and angry and aching inside, but moving forward. what other choice does she have but to move forward? she does not think that the siren will return, wounded as it is, and keen as they are to its tactics, but better still not to risk it.. much as she wants to tear that thing apart for daring to use her dearest grandsire as a weapon.
with a shuddering exhale, alisaie climbs from the pool. ]
.. thank you.
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Don't thank me yet. We aren't safe until we are well away from the water.
[ Irritation at himself translates into irritation towards her. Who does he think he is? A good person? Oh, please.
Pivoting on his heel, he strides past her away from the water's edge. ]
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[ she snaps right back, mimicking his tone, for he is not exactly her ideal hero either. no one is. alisaie would rather not be saved at all, when it comes down to it, it makes her feel foolish and incapable - which is exactly what she was. it chafes.
just to have something to do with her hands, she begins to wring out her hair as they move further from the water. no siren stirs. ]
I should.. return.
[ she has a lot on her mind. ]
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(It had better be over.) ]