[ Something about the way he avoids acknowledging what she just said- which was no small confession on her part- and the way he scoots away from her, well, it hurts.
No one wants the friendship of a demon, a Siren least of all, and maybe she was foolish enough to interpret his kindness as friendship. She'd forgotten that deep down, he fears her and what she can do. Even now, he doesn't trust her. And why should he, when she'd made it clear that their contract was the only thing keeping her from turning her magic on him?
And as much as she hates herself for even comparing Peter to him at all, at least Sophis had made it abundantly clear that he had never wanted to be her friend in the first place.
For the first time since she'd been freed from the relic, she suddenly feels very alone. Her eyes flick down to her work, fingers flexing around the hilt of the knife. ]
I understand. [ she keeps her tone neutral, uninterested. ] Get some rest.
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No one wants the friendship of a demon, a Siren least of all, and maybe she was foolish enough to interpret his kindness as friendship. She'd forgotten that deep down, he fears her and what she can do. Even now, he doesn't trust her. And why should he, when she'd made it clear that their contract was the only thing keeping her from turning her magic on him?
And as much as she hates herself for even comparing Peter to him at all, at least Sophis had made it abundantly clear that he had never wanted to be her friend in the first place.
For the first time since she'd been freed from the relic, she suddenly feels very alone. Her eyes flick down to her work, fingers flexing around the hilt of the knife. ]
I understand. [ she keeps her tone neutral, uninterested. ] Get some rest.