keir.
It’s true she’s not exactly thrilled to have him of all people resurface after so many years…it was hard getting by after that. There was so much she had to hide away, keep secret, push down when it came to him.
It was like tearing into an old wound, fresh pain ripping into her heart all over again.
And as much as it seems she’s upset…she’s doing a damn good job of holding back just how hurt she really felt. It ran so much deeper than anyone would ever know.
Swallowing thickly, she keeps her focus on Jak, waiting for whatever it was he was going to say…and does her best not to snap that tiny bit when he decides to back-pedal out of the conversation. It was no secret that he’d noticed her change in demeanour, but to walk away after having ripped off the scab wasn’t an option.
“ No, no– just…whatever it is, just say it. It’s better to get it out in the open, so… “ A hand waved impatiently, wanting him to continue on. She just wanted to know…and she wanted it over with.
she wanted to know, did she?
approaching a years old topic was tricky, bringing it to life was difficult, details neither of them want to remember; the betrayal of someone thought as friend, even if their final action in life was to help, was sore at best. he can’t pretend to know how exactly she might feel (those two seemed much more close than himself && the boy.)
‘ a weird feeling. ‘
...that doesn’t make much sense, does it? thoughts had left his mouth before anything else, the ending half of a sentence. how embarrassing. ‘ i’ve been having a weird feeling, i should say. ‘ there he goes; words spill from him with little hesitation, yet dropping as if they were weighted with tons of scorched metal.
‘ sorta like deja vu -- ‘ at this, he pauses again, a short one. ‘ about him. ‘
