Well excuse me, princess.
‘ just hold still and stop chattering like a coward– i didn’t come all this way for your world-weary quips. ‘
meninas will be the first in line to admit that she missed askin– but her aim is getting much better. she throws her heart aside with one hand and raises a column of this crumbling tower with the second, taking stock of his position again.
‘ if you keep running when i try to end this quickly, i’ll have to come over there and use my bare hands. is that what you want? something more intimate? ‘
she looks at him and tries to see a target, but memories are awful, nagging things. they won’t stop her from trying, but they cling to her arms when she throws, give him just enough time to move when she’d have crushed anyone else by now. maybe this should be sad.
‘ really, askin– this isn’t what i had in mind at all when i envisioned our reunion. you’re ruining the image, here. ‘








