[ she stalls at that single word. promise. it's the empty nature of every vow she's been offered, lately, out of the mouths of traitors and liars that makes it seem less credible. a method of swatting her away like a buzzing fly circling him.
but she'd come to kovacs, out of anyone among their ranks, for a reason. letting her trust wobble now is no better than swinging blindly out of fear, afraid of her own inability to distinguish an ally from an enemy. so she forces herself to nod along despite the impatient pinch in her chest, on the corners of her mouth — and then quickly remembers he can't see her reluctant agreement. ]
i'm going to hold you to that
see you once this is over good luck. i think we're all going to need it
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but she'd come to kovacs, out of anyone among their ranks, for a reason. letting her trust wobble now is no better than swinging blindly out of fear, afraid of her own inability to distinguish an ally from an enemy. so she forces herself to nod along despite the impatient pinch in her chest, on the corners of her mouth — and then quickly remembers he can't see her reluctant agreement. ]
i'm going to hold you to that
see you once this is over
good luck. i think we're all going to need it