Caught in between all I wish for and all I need

Jefferson Soul · 04-23-2010, 04:53 PM

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He had tried to be patient with her. By now, she must have known that she probably would not have survived without him or the mad dash he had made to AniWaya for the help of Dawali and Ember. She hadn't spoken to him, but Jefferson sensed she had a very strong grip on reality--what she had lost, and what had almost lost in addition. Jefferson didn't hold it against her that she wouldn't speak to him. He knew she was silent not because of something he had personally done--if anything, he was completely innocent--but she still did not speak, and he guessed it was only natural. The brute himself had never been the most talkative, instead withdrawing to his thoughts and musings rather than social interaction due to the the dark nature of his inner thoughts. He supposed that after such a shock, it would have been stranger if Geneva had not done the same.

Surprisingly, Jefferson had already been awake that morning, but had yet to emerge from behind closed doors. He had taken to staring out the window as a way to pass time when his thoughts became engrossing, and that morning had been no different. Tattered ears flicked to attention at the sound--she had not gone as far as to speak his name in recent weeks, let alone go out of her way to get his attention. It took all restraint from running to the window and throwing the door open in excitement; instead his saunter was calmed and his hold on the doorknob at the utmost cautiousness. He didn't want to scare her off, after all, if that was still a possibility.

"Geneva," the cyclops said quietly, a small smile at his scarred lips. He stepped back, motioning his hand. His stomach twisted, looking at her disfigurement finally eye-to-eye. It was a gruesome sight, and though he hid the surprise, his stomach plunged and ached. It was a tragic sight, and he hated to know she was in such pain, but the small smile persisted. "...Come in."

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