[ from her perch against his chest, will you go if i come back? sounds like a separate question altogether: will you cooperate if i go back? alina's answer is a silent confirmation as her fingers knot in his bespattered shirt, even as some immediate squeaking protest at being carried away barrels past the lock of her mouth, surprised to find herself hauled into him with all of the consideration someone would give a sack of potatoes before lifting it.
— or a feather, for how effortlessly gathers her. some part of her wonders if he hadn't been waiting for the opportunity, cutting of her argument at the knees, leaving no possible leg to stand on. or to run on, for that matter, back into the fray of the fight. her heart wildly oscillates between pounding in frustration and the fluttering, unwelcome sensation of feeling assured by aleksander's protection. no dragon lets another living thing get close to its hoarded treasure, after all — she supposes it's the same concept, here.
annoyed with herself and the traitorous reaction from her own pulse, she grumbles, ] I would have come with you, you — [ a helpless splutter. ] — you brute.
[ it's not her most convincing objection to being carried by him. her fingers latch themselves onto his shoulders, body bobbing with every step he takes. as she peeks over the breadth of him, nothing but the darkness they've left behind them greets her, a void lit up by sparks of blue pulsefire trying to puncture the barrier. her head tips toward him, barely resisting the urge to retch at the coppery scent of blood thick in her lungs, drying on his skin in sticky splotches. ]
Promise me, [ she says, a sudden fierceness layering her voice in iron. ] Promise me you will go back. Promise me you'll help them.
[ something unspoken slithers through that adamant need to hold him to that vow. something that suggests there will be no forgiveness from her, if he goes back on her word. with how useless she's proven to be, loathing herself for her inability to do anything, he remains her only hope for defending those she's left behind. the doctor. clara. newt. yelena. all of those that are perfectly capable, and still so —
unlike aleksander, unlike her. too breakable, too human — too important to her to abandon to harm. ]
no subject
— or a feather, for how effortlessly gathers her. some part of her wonders if he hadn't been waiting for the opportunity, cutting of her argument at the knees, leaving no possible leg to stand on. or to run on, for that matter, back into the fray of the fight. her heart wildly oscillates between pounding in frustration and the fluttering, unwelcome sensation of feeling assured by aleksander's protection. no dragon lets another living thing get close to its hoarded treasure, after all — she supposes it's the same concept, here.
annoyed with herself and the traitorous reaction from her own pulse, she grumbles, ] I would have come with you, you — [ a helpless splutter. ] — you brute.
[ it's not her most convincing objection to being carried by him. her fingers latch themselves onto his shoulders, body bobbing with every step he takes. as she peeks over the breadth of him, nothing but the darkness they've left behind them greets her, a void lit up by sparks of blue pulsefire trying to puncture the barrier. her head tips toward him, barely resisting the urge to retch at the coppery scent of blood thick in her lungs, drying on his skin in sticky splotches. ]
Promise me, [ she says, a sudden fierceness layering her voice in iron. ] Promise me you will go back. Promise me you'll help them.
[ something unspoken slithers through that adamant need to hold him to that vow. something that suggests there will be no forgiveness from her, if he goes back on her word. with how useless she's proven to be, loathing herself for her inability to do anything, he remains her only hope for defending those she's left behind. the doctor. clara. newt. yelena. all of those that are perfectly capable, and still so —
unlike aleksander, unlike her. too breakable, too human — too important to her to abandon to harm. ]