[ Alina is close to leaving, imagining the way her feet could kick out the chair legs from underneath him. But then he has to go say something like that, and she thinks perhaps she has misjudged Ralston. Maybe he just needs help.
She is still wary and guarded in her movements. She shifts in her chair, the internal fight obvious. He wants to know what Kirigan is capable of? She wears it on her skin. Can't even escape it in the Horizon. ]
He did this. [ Her thumb brushes underneath the wound of a collar making its way in and out of her skin. It almost seems to pulse with the attention, but her face seems so stiff. So purposeful in her attempt to seem detached, invulnerable. ] Trying to... take something from me. Use me.
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She is still wary and guarded in her movements. She shifts in her chair, the internal fight obvious. He wants to know what Kirigan is capable of? She wears it on her skin. Can't even escape it in the Horizon. ]
He did this. [ Her thumb brushes underneath the wound of a collar making its way in and out of her skin. It almost seems to pulse with the attention, but her face seems so stiff. So purposeful in her attempt to seem detached, invulnerable. ] Trying to... take something from me. Use me.