A soft protest rises to her lips, the denial automatic, but Susan swallows it back and looks down at their hands.
“I’d not want to be more trouble to thee,” she murmurs, at last. “But if - I’d not wish to wake alone, or, or in the dark. Not this night.”
She worries at her lower lip with her teeth for a moment, then lets out a soft sigh and looks up at him. “It’s - I were asleep when they found me. Jonas and his harriers. It - it weren’t pleasant.“
(shine little sunbeam)
She shakes her head, just a little, and shifts tack.
“After, they dragged me back to Seafront and threw me in a storage room to wait. For the night and the Reap-Fire, although I didn’t kennit then. It were small, and dark. And - and when I woke this morn, it were - it were like—“
Words fail her, and she shakes her head again, leaving it at that.
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“I’d not want to be more trouble to thee,” she murmurs, at last. “But if - I’d not wish to wake alone, or, or in the dark. Not this night.”
She worries at her lower lip with her teeth for a moment, then lets out a soft sigh and looks up at him. “It’s - I were asleep when they found me. Jonas and his harriers. It - it weren’t pleasant.“
(shine little sunbeam)
She shakes her head, just a little, and shifts tack.
“After, they dragged me back to Seafront and threw me in a storage room to wait. For the night and the Reap-Fire, although I didn’t kennit then. It were small, and dark. And - and when I woke this morn, it were - it were like—“
Words fail her, and she shakes her head again, leaving it at that.