[ They're both just fucked with feelings, let's be real. It had been a long 12 weeks to get them where they were. To get her to keep from strangling him until he takes his last breath, ironically enough. Instead, she felt concern for him and confliction on if she could really fix her own pain with his death.
No... no, she doesn't think so.
He apologizes and it feels honest, unlike the others. They're close and she just stops to recall what he said about perception - in that moment she swears she feels a pulse against his wrist. ]
I guess we're even then. [ About the death part. ] Getting a message to you guys was important and I wasn't sure it would end up with - uhm... that display.
[ You know, dead reanimating only to die again was a hell of a thing. He starts talking about his death in response and she nods, wincing a bit awkwardly. ]
The pieces are put together more during the trial... I didn't know anything about who - ... who killed me. [ She found out later it was her own trusting nature that earned her death. She doesn't blame anyone. Not even Jack. ] Don't think too much about it. You'll hurt yourself.
[ Maybe it's just her? When she recalled it, her head hurt so much and very much discouraged her from trying to piece things together sooner. He's physical and honestly? Elizabeth had been denied that kind of attention her entire life. She'll be selfish and allow it to happen. To feel a human who shows concern for her instead of treating her like some specimen. She's aware of the irony in that... ]
Why is it that... I always feel like there's so much to tell you...? It's like a flood of words begging to get out and I never know where to start. Ugh.
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No... no, she doesn't think so.
He apologizes and it feels honest, unlike the others. They're close and she just stops to recall what he said about perception - in that moment she swears she feels a pulse against his wrist. ]
I guess we're even then. [ About the death part. ] Getting a message to you guys was important and I wasn't sure it would end up with - uhm... that display.
[ You know, dead reanimating only to die again was a hell of a thing. He starts talking about his death in response and she nods, wincing a bit awkwardly. ]
The pieces are put together more during the trial... I didn't know anything about who - ... who killed me. [ She found out later it was her own trusting nature that earned her death. She doesn't blame anyone. Not even Jack. ] Don't think too much about it. You'll hurt yourself.
[ Maybe it's just her? When she recalled it, her head hurt so much and very much discouraged her from trying to piece things together sooner. He's physical and honestly? Elizabeth had been denied that kind of attention her entire life. She'll be selfish and allow it to happen. To feel a human who shows concern for her instead of treating her like some specimen. She's aware of the irony in that... ]
Why is it that... I always feel like there's so much to tell you...? It's like a flood of words begging to get out and I never know where to start. Ugh.