[ She switches to video, and it's obvious she's laying on a bed, still barely half-conscious and covered in bandages. She's awake and healed, but no one's removed her wrappings just yet. They still cling to her face with dried, teal blood.
She's still weak. ]
I know nothing about that...
[ She smiles, but whether it's because of what he said or out of reflex is unknown. ]
Okay... so I didn't know that...
[ The smile is a bit more genuine, the best she can manage, her dead eyes looking a little glassy. ] Are you meaning to tell me that--
[ And even as she shows that little bit of sentimentality, her lips tip upward, spreading that smile even wider. Good human. You better not be lying to her. ]
--how? How will she come back? You better... not be lying to me, or I really will slit your throat.
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Date: 2011-03-12 11:07 am (UTC)She's still weak. ]
I know nothing about that...
[ She smiles, but whether it's because of what he said or out of reflex is unknown. ]
Okay... so I didn't know that...
[ The smile is a bit more genuine, the best she can manage, her dead eyes looking a little glassy. ] Are you meaning to tell me that--
[ And even as she shows that little bit of sentimentality, her lips tip upward, spreading that smile even wider. Good human. You better not be lying to her. ]
--how? How will she come back? You better... not be lying to me, or I really will slit your throat.