Bold words for someone who looks like a strong breeze could blow her over. Lucy lifts her hands, stretches them out to defend herself from Pearl's elbow. The playfulness in it is more stunted than usual, but not completely dead.
She darkens again, though, just as quickly. Predictably.
"It wasn't as bad as it could have been," Lucy sulks, crossing her arms in a way that resembles a self-embrace. But it was strange. Sad. The way the Shadow of Logan Axell had covered its face, filling her with hateful, prickling pity from miles away. The way Dustin had said everyone deserves to be saved, and all those unsettling things afterward, when he'd been most afraid. They keep sticking in the forefront of her mind.
Thinking of him -- of those things, together -- she draws her lip into her mouth.
Lucy and Pearl
Bold words for someone who looks like a strong breeze could blow her over. Lucy lifts her hands, stretches them out to defend herself from Pearl's elbow. The playfulness in it is more stunted than usual, but not completely dead.
She darkens again, though, just as quickly. Predictably.
"It wasn't as bad as it could have been," Lucy sulks, crossing her arms in a way that resembles a self-embrace. But it was strange. Sad. The way the Shadow of Logan Axell had covered its face, filling her with hateful, prickling pity from miles away. The way Dustin had said everyone deserves to be saved, and all those unsettling things afterward, when he'd been most afraid. They keep sticking in the forefront of her mind.
Thinking of him -- of those things, together -- she draws her lip into her mouth.
"...Can I ask you something?"