[ there's a nerve. plucked deftly, and foolishly. exposed bare even as faith tries to cover it up, and here elena just reaches out and gives it a strum. but her empathy and strength of will aren't what faith thinks she deserves in this moment. ]
Gosh. Is that how it seemed?
[ faith steps forward toward elena, shrinking the space between them to a mere foot. her voice has lowered in both volume and tone. a warning that faith doesn't care shows her hand. to her it seems that elena wants to duel with words, but faith is too tired-- too scattered-- too far from who she'd been trying to be back at home. she can't see past her anger far enough to accept that elena's hand is extended in aid, not in threat. ]
Good thing you were there to save the damsel then...
there are demons and they’ll spit you out better wear a mask and stay indoors
Gosh. Is that how it seemed?
[ faith steps forward toward elena, shrinking the space between them to a mere foot. her voice has lowered in both volume and tone. a warning that faith doesn't care shows her hand. to her it seems that elena wants to duel with words, but faith is too tired-- too scattered-- too far from who she'd been trying to be back at home. she can't see past her anger far enough to accept that elena's hand is extended in aid, not in threat. ]
Good thing you were there to save the damsel then...