theresalwayshope: (hands} whatever / ohh-kayyy)
Allison Argent ([personal profile] theresalwayshope) wrote in [personal profile] imfollowinghim 2014-08-12 07:54 pm (UTC)

[Allison hesitates as she starts in on her pancakes, shrugging as she shoves a bite into her mouth. Now that she's actually sitting down to eat, she's realizing how hungry she truly is...and it gives her time to formulate an answer until she finally finishes chewing and swallows.]

I'm about as well as can be expected for having been dead. [For being actually dead nearly follows, but she stills her tongue on it.

Because her death is not his burden to carry. It's no one's...no one but her. She'd spare her pack that, too, if they weren't all here, falling over each other to save her life, to save each other...if they hadn't already lived through it.

Hunters die. She knows this, she's long ago accepted it. Her own mortality will take some time to come to terms with, but it's a human reaction, and she can endure it.

Seeing what her death has done to her friends...that's the part that haunts her now. That's the thing she lets no one see, the thing she doesn't even think too hard on herself, lest she be forced to admit how deeply she's been wounded by that revelation.

That moment of weakness...that instant she wasn't careful enough to protect them from watching her die...

She won't even trust Lydia to help her bear that pain.]

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