[Closed] 'Why are you so set on convincing yourself that I'm a good person?'

[uncaging]

Who: Elizabeth (uncaging) and Crowley (saunteredvaguelydownwards)
Where: Crowley's room
When: Backdated to just after the zombie event
Rating: G for now
Summary: Elizabeth needs some closure after things in Alexandria
The Story:

[ She hovers in the doorway a moment, glancing from Crowley to the bottle of wine on the table and back, feeling a little ridiculous with how relieved she is to see his hand intact and looking as though it had never been severed at all. Stepping past him into his room, Elizabeth seats herself on the sofa with her own hands clasped tightly in her lap, regarding him carefully. ]

Are you quite sure you're all right?

[ It's easier for her to focus on him, so she can try to ignore how not all right she feels herself. ]

Comments

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

You don't think so? Do have some wine.

[He makes a vague, sort-of-pointing gesture towards the bottle, and sets to drinking his own.]

[uncaging]

[ She takes a sip of the wine and grimaces, still unused to the taste of alcohol. ]

I suppose everyone is a little strange, but that's what makes us interesting. But you say it as though humans are the exception.