[He's absolutely right, knew he wouldn't make such a promise when they both knew he would have to go back on it one day. Horatio has never, ever lied to her. Even if it would make her feel better-
it what?
And her brain halts fully when Five admits to any sort of feelings. Like what he's just said has completely caused a synapses to misfire. He's seen the expression on her face before, the momentary blink of unexpected recalculating when he does something that she has to step back to reassess.
It's just that she never did expect it. Ever. There's every reason in the book why he would not hold her so important. She is a traitor, a person who plucks at the weaknesses of others, someone who prides herself in the pain she can wreak. And he is absolutely none of those things, a martyr. More than that he's much more capable of a person, hell he was someone, he was born somebody when she just made herself so.
Silence. Is not the way to react to an admission like that. But sometimes for Celeste not speaking communicates far more than having an immediate rebuttal. She, to whom words are a weapon to be wielded, a master of every witty response, who cuts any and all fools to ribbons with her words, is struck silent. Even as her eyes hunt into his expression for any semblance of a lie, any dishonesty, and finds nothing but resignation laid truly bare.]
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Date: 2022-02-05 12:34 am (UTC)it what?
And her brain halts fully when Five admits to any sort of feelings. Like what he's just said has completely caused a synapses to misfire. He's seen the expression on her face before, the momentary blink of unexpected recalculating when he does something that she has to step back to reassess.
It's just that she never did expect it. Ever. There's every reason in the book why he would not hold her so important. She is a traitor, a person who plucks at the weaknesses of others, someone who prides herself in the pain she can wreak. And he is absolutely none of those things, a martyr. More than that he's much more capable of a person, hell he was someone, he was born somebody when she just made herself so.
Silence. Is not the way to react to an admission like that. But sometimes for Celeste not speaking communicates far more than having an immediate rebuttal. She, to whom words are a weapon to be wielded, a master of every witty response, who cuts any and all fools to ribbons with her words, is struck silent. Even as her eyes hunt into his expression for any semblance of a lie, any dishonesty, and finds nothing but resignation laid truly bare.]