07-25-2016, 02:38 PM
"I know,"
she croaked. The furore dulled a bit when she focused on him; it was a bit like donning armour. It gave her room to breathe; made it easier to maintain her sense of self amongst the interloping emotions. The crowd could turn nasty. Or the emotion might choke her. Her uncle had always been there before, to drag her out of situations that threatened to overwhelm her senses, but he'd also taught her to protect herself. She was more afraid of losing control than getting hurt should things turn violent.
Instinctively her touch dropped to clutch Elias' hand instead; she didn't want to lose hold of him. "But this is history! Do you think he'll speak?"
Surely he didn't have a choice, with such a horde baying on his doorstep.
she croaked. The furore dulled a bit when she focused on him; it was a bit like donning armour. It gave her room to breathe; made it easier to maintain her sense of self amongst the interloping emotions. The crowd could turn nasty. Or the emotion might choke her. Her uncle had always been there before, to drag her out of situations that threatened to overwhelm her senses, but he'd also taught her to protect herself. She was more afraid of losing control than getting hurt should things turn violent.
Instinctively her touch dropped to clutch Elias' hand instead; she didn't want to lose hold of him. "But this is history! Do you think he'll speak?"
Surely he didn't have a choice, with such a horde baying on his doorstep.