[that is the thing, isn't it? doctor strange never really has anything that she would ever need, but he decidedly approached her first, wanted to ask from her: help him fix what's wrong with the singularity, work together, save the world. it is not her responsibility. what has the world given her, if nothing but pain and sufferingβmore and more every time.
she steps away from where she disappeared to, within the darkness, and walks slowly around doctor strange, keeping herself close to the walls.]
You can answer something for me. [βhe's always been patient enough with her, but she wonders (just as she wonders about everyone else).] What do you really think of me?
[her voice ricochets from different directions, her position hard to pinpoint. but the motivation behind her questionβshe needs to know if she is being considered a toll, a means to an end, or just a liability, the way men like general ross saw her, the way she doesn't doubt tony stark thought of her at some point. perhaps everyone just sees her that way?
no subject
she steps away from where she disappeared to, within the darkness, and walks slowly around doctor strange, keeping herself close to the walls.]
You can answer something for me. [βhe's always been patient enough with her, but she wonders (just as she wonders about everyone else).] What do you really think of me?
[her voice ricochets from different directions, her position hard to pinpoint. but the motivation behind her questionβshe needs to know if she is being considered a toll, a means to an end, or just a liability, the way men like general ross saw her, the way she doesn't doubt tony stark thought of her at some point. perhaps everyone just sees her that way?
a ticking time bomb, ready to explode.]