[ John has always been a terrible liar, and this is no exception. Alecto hates the smile and does not mind his eyes, and she reaches for them like someone wiping away nonexistent tears. ]
You hate it here. So she hates you back, and that is unfriendly?
[ Alecto is just trying to understand. There is something out of reach, a memory she can no longer access. It is sealed away, buried under the water, the salt, the glow-worms. She keeps leading them towards the water, hoping that there, it will be easier to speak, to listen. Alecto knows it will be more comfortable, at any rate.
When Alecto's feet reach the waves, she lets go of John's hand. She lowers one knee, and then the other, like a horse trying to sit. The joints are always the hardest. ]
cws continue throughout
You hate it here. So she hates you back, and that is unfriendly?
[ Alecto is just trying to understand. There is something out of reach, a memory she can no longer access. It is sealed away, buried under the water, the salt, the glow-worms. She keeps leading them towards the water, hoping that there, it will be easier to speak, to listen. Alecto knows it will be more comfortable, at any rate.
When Alecto's feet reach the waves, she lets go of John's hand. She lowers one knee, and then the other, like a horse trying to sit. The joints are always the hardest. ]
Am I not-friendly?