( She did. It's just the way of things. And now, to her shame, Connor has gotten a peek behind the curtain. Looks like that mask at the ball may have had a couple more behind it. )
You don't want to talk to me. Not really. But I keep talking to you anyway.
( Truth be told, she isn't entirely talking to him. Locked in her own head, she tries to make sense of, or at least eradicate, conflict after conflict.
Because well, in Connor's case, it's not exactly true that he doesn't want to talk, is it? It's just that he wants to talk about that. About fear and death and pain. Devils and angels and god. More gears to grind together. )
I thought... I might be able to help. Or at least make you feel less alone.
( But that would mean being a successful version of herself.
And she is not.
Did Elijah always feel alone with her? Did her presence do anything at all? )
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( She did. It's just the way of things. And now, to her shame, Connor has gotten a peek behind the curtain. Looks like that mask at the ball may have had a couple more behind it. )
You don't want to talk to me. Not really. But I keep talking to you anyway.
( Truth be told, she isn't entirely talking to him. Locked in her own head, she tries to make sense of, or at least eradicate, conflict after conflict.
Because well, in Connor's case, it's not exactly true that he doesn't want to talk, is it? It's just that he wants to talk about that. About fear and death and pain. Devils and angels and god. More gears to grind together. )
I thought... I might be able to help. Or at least make you feel less alone.
( But that would mean being a successful version of herself.
And she is not.
Did Elijah always feel alone with her? Did her presence do anything at all? )