[ She visibly relaxes, some tension leaving her shoulders as his tall frame comes into view. Her exhale is tight through her lips as she brushes some hair out of her face.
And look, let her have this one illusion of protection for at least half a second. ]
Eliot. Oh thank god.
[ That relief is quickly replaced with confusion. ] Wait-- I watched you go to Fillory with Margo. How the fuck--
[ Answers would be great before the mental gymnastics she’s doing hurt her. ]
no subject
And look, let her have this one illusion of protection for at least half a second. ]
Eliot. Oh thank god.
[ That relief is quickly replaced with confusion. ] Wait-- I watched you go to Fillory with Margo. How the fuck--
[ Answers would be great before the mental gymnastics she’s doing hurt her. ]