10-16-2008, 09:48 PM
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She shrugged with a nonchalant air at his comments; the sickness itself had never forced a thought of leaving upon her, she realized as he brought it up. It was strange, of course – usually most would try to get away from places that did them wrong, but Nikita had always been an exception to that. She had stayed in the city for so long until she was practically at her breaking point… and she hadn’t really seemed to realize what it was doing to her. Now, however, she must have obtained a high level of tolerance for staying in a place without caring for the down-sides. This could quite be a weakness rather than a boon, however.
“Yeah, you’re right,” she said distantly, her olive green eyes hazy. They sharpened after a moment, focusing on him once more. She wasn’t sure what to do now; conversation was beginning to wear thin on the attention span she still had left after her little hallucination incident, and she couldn’t really ponder a polite way of ending it. Plus, she wasn’t sure if she was free to go off on her own just yet. So, in the end, as always, she would much rather leave the decision to him. “I’m tired.” She stared at him, expectantly. It was more of a hidden question of whether or not she should get going back to her own little lean-to or whether she should stay where he could make sure she wouldn’t sneak off and stop seeing the past during the present again.
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“Yeah, you’re right,” she said distantly, her olive green eyes hazy. They sharpened after a moment, focusing on him once more. She wasn’t sure what to do now; conversation was beginning to wear thin on the attention span she still had left after her little hallucination incident, and she couldn’t really ponder a polite way of ending it. Plus, she wasn’t sure if she was free to go off on her own just yet. So, in the end, as always, she would much rather leave the decision to him. “I’m tired.” She stared at him, expectantly. It was more of a hidden question of whether or not she should get going back to her own little lean-to or whether she should stay where he could make sure she wouldn’t sneak off and stop seeing the past during the present again.