[She shifts, stepping to the side and letting herself be wrapped up in him. But it's more for him than it is for her. She's stone cold. She'll deal. Jacob, on the other hand, needs to truly mourn. To learn to cope with the fact that their little girl is going to grow up to be a hero--and she doesn't know the details, but from a Keyes? That's what she expects. Never from a Halsey. But from Jacob's daughter, she expects it and would be shocked at anything less. But the future is a hard thing to stomach, and though she's not sorry she asked, she's sorry she needed to tell Jacob.
On some level, she hates that she lives. Hates that all she'll have left are her memories and maybe a handful of people she cares about. Maybe. All she knows is the meager information John has told her, which isn't much.
Names. Numbers. She has them all memorized. Etched into her mind. And she loves as best she knows how by doing nothing but her work, working in tribute and in the hopes of saving everything and everyone.
Silently, she buries her head against his chest, arms tight around his waist. There's still so much to be said, but she can't find the words or the heart to say it. That she's a villain. That she's stained herself for the good of humankind. That she ought to be branded a monster by so many.
She imagines she ends up breaking every rule on the books.
The love of a good man like Jacob Keyes is far beyond what she deserves.]
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Date: 2013-04-08 03:03 am (UTC)On some level, she hates that she lives. Hates that all she'll have left are her memories and maybe a handful of people she cares about. Maybe. All she knows is the meager information John has told her, which isn't much.
Names. Numbers. She has them all memorized. Etched into her mind. And she loves as best she knows how by doing nothing but her work, working in tribute and in the hopes of saving everything and everyone.
Silently, she buries her head against his chest, arms tight around his waist. There's still so much to be said, but she can't find the words or the heart to say it. That she's a villain. That she's stained herself for the good of humankind. That she ought to be branded a monster by so many.
She imagines she ends up breaking every rule on the books.
The love of a good man like Jacob Keyes is far beyond what she deserves.]