week 8 | monday morning (super early)

[baptizer]

[ Elizabeth doesn't think Jason needs to know why she left his room. It was... PG 13, okay. Nothing happened, but she definitely requested to stay in his room after a few nightmares plagued her. He was one of the few people she could trust and after his last adventure? She's keeping an eye on him when he can't.

HA.

Anyway.

Elizabeth had foregone her pajamas, dressed more for the rest of the day. She's stealthy, waiting for anyone who passes her to go on. She's by Jack's room, a sturdy knock without announcing herself.

It had to still be odd. She looked older - tormented by her own guilt with her hair cut short and skin more exposed. This wasn't the little girl he had saw so much "potential" in. ]

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[baptizer]

[ Just go back to your room - get out! She thinks to herself, scorning herself for giving a seed to a man who undoubtedly had harvested far too many in his time. He'll take her idea and foster it - she can only suspect it will end badly. Elizabeth waves him off, insisting she's fine. She laughs a bit lightly through her sparse breath. ]

I'm fine - this conversation is just a lot harder than I imagined. I'm sorry. [ Instinctively, she apologizes as if it's her fault. From their previous conversations - how she's taken blame for so much... it's not farfetched to be believed that she is apologizing for her emotions. ] I have my answers, you have yours.

[ She can't pull away. He can feel a stray tear or two on his thumb but he feels her warmth quite easily. She's not in hysterics as she forces a weak-willed smile on her face. Elizabeth sees a man who saw nothing wrong with anything. She wondered if that's how Comstock would have looked at her too from behind the glass of her tower? ]

We have a task to accomplish. We have to find these - these things before it's too late.

[ Her hand goes up to his hesitantly, clutching onto the back of his hand to give it a convincingly reassuring squeeze. Elizabeth's had sadness in her eyes her entire stay here - it wasn't anything new. ]

I have my faith and that will get us through. [ Whatever it may be. Her fingers drag from his and she stands, looking around as if she overstayed her welcome. ] I'll... I'll let you get back to your task. I'm sorry for burdening you with this conversation, but I needed to know. I - ...I just needed to.