Mh. [ dutch hums, non-comittally. it's that or say something along the lines of and why should i care? — it's the reaction khlyen would expect of her. she shouldn't care, at least not if khlyen has any say about it. he doesn't, of course. she ran away from him for a reason. she chose freedom and johnny over a life of killing for khlyen. over a life without a heart and a soul.
but it's hard remembering that when johnny's gone.
still, eggsy's hand is warm against hers and it's a comfort and maybe, maybe she's just tired. maybe she's tired of fighting herself all the time. she empties the rest of her drink. ]
You're a wimp. [ she says. about the scrunched-up face, not his best mate's being under. and then she tips her body to the side a little until she's leaning against his shoulder. not quite his arm, she's mindful enough of that. ]
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but it's hard remembering that when johnny's gone.
still, eggsy's hand is warm against hers and it's a comfort and maybe, maybe she's just tired. maybe she's tired of fighting herself all the time. she empties the rest of her drink. ]
You're a wimp. [ she says. about the scrunched-up face, not his best mate's being under. and then she tips her body to the side a little until she's leaning against his shoulder. not quite his arm, she's mindful enough of that. ]