[ She will, later, try and do something. She's too physically weak and she needs that stamina and yes -- she's special, she's different, she's gifted, but sirens still died, so having a head start wouldn't help her or anyone else stay alive, long term. She must move, eventually.
But right now she really doesn't have it in her.
The room is quiet, save for the hum and chatter of the nest. For awhile, she doesn't move, then slowly, she gathers up the broken pieces and moves them out of the way. Doesn't say - thank you, or I forgive you, because what is there to say? Rather she just doesn't want to be alone, right now, which comes suddenly, because she can't have Parker back, she can't fill this space ever again.
But this might do.
So she clears the space for him to sit beside her on the bed. Pale as the rumpled sheets, her hands move over the small pieces, her tenderness for animate objects still there. ]
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But right now she really doesn't have it in her.
The room is quiet, save for the hum and chatter of the nest. For awhile, she doesn't move, then slowly, she gathers up the broken pieces and moves them out of the way. Doesn't say - thank you, or I forgive you, because what is there to say? Rather she just doesn't want to be alone, right now, which comes suddenly, because she can't have Parker back, she can't fill this space ever again.
But this might do.
So she clears the space for him to sit beside her on the bed. Pale as the rumpled sheets, her hands move over the small pieces, her tenderness for animate objects still there. ]
( Stay? )