( It's peaceful where she is. Relatively speaking, anyway. But this war against the Null has had her thinking of things beyond this city, and beyond this world. How back home — real home, England, not simply Earth — there's a whole new chapter unfolding, and a whole lot of real repairing that needs to be done, beyond the simple signing of treaties and agreements.
Things she should be there for, after running away for ten years. A responsibility she has to so, so many people, where she can't allow herself to continue to hide behind a new career.
(She has no idea how she'll even begin to explain this to Jonathon. Or Dagny.)
But those mulling thoughts are startled out of her head with that sentence and Ignis doesn't need to be able to see to picture the expression that flickers across her face — it's the same one she wore the first time he said I love you, after all. Even after all this time... )
Still surprising me. ( Rude.
She squeezes his hand once, quickly, and purses her lips, tugs them to one side and another. She's heard the theories and promises, that the Door could send people to worlds not their own if they wanted, but she dismissed it every time. Even if it could, who would want that?
Well. Apparently, Ignis. )
And what would you do there?
( How would she even go about explaining his entire existence when they got home? And how many favours would it take to make his existence seem legitimate in the future? )
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Date: 2019-06-12 10:27 pm (UTC)Things she should be there for, after running away for ten years. A responsibility she has to so, so many people, where she can't allow herself to continue to hide behind a new career.
(She has no idea how she'll even begin to explain this to Jonathon. Or Dagny.)
But those mulling thoughts are startled out of her head with that sentence and Ignis doesn't need to be able to see to picture the expression that flickers across her face — it's the same one she wore the first time he said I love you, after all. Even after all this time... )
Still surprising me. ( Rude.
She squeezes his hand once, quickly, and purses her lips, tugs them to one side and another. She's heard the theories and promises, that the Door could send people to worlds not their own if they wanted, but she dismissed it every time. Even if it could, who would want that?
Well. Apparently, Ignis. )
And what would you do there?
( How would she even go about explaining his entire existence when they got home? And how many favours would it take to make his existence seem legitimate in the future? )