"You're lucky to have had that kind of freedom." More so than anyone could probably realize. There was a touch of envy in her voice. It seemed like it'd be amazing to travel, to see things so different from her own narrow little world. Yet, probably also a bit terrifying at this point. Terrifying might be nice though, at least it'd be an exciting change. She poked at her own pizza with less enthusiasm than before, the weight of her restrictions coming down on her for a moment before she could clear her head. "Pictures of it make it seem beautiful," she looked up at him finally and gave a wry smile. "I guess you could say I've traveled now. To two different dimensions. Not quite Italy though." No where near like it, but it was a halfhearted attempt at a joke.
"I appreciate that. Even if I don't have a scale for how boring the people you've met are." She was going to assume they were extraordinarily more boring than her. For her own well being. "I was a lot more wild when I was younger. I doubt you'd want to hear about that though." When she was younger she was...very different.
"Good. He'd hate that people like it." He'd hate she had friends that supported her even more, which was probably the best thing about anything here. He'd lose his shit over it all. "Thanks. That's more personal. I don't like the sun or bright light. We see too well."
She heaved a sigh and took a large sip of her drink. Clearly both frustrated and confused by the entire soul gaze mess. "And I wasn't. I told him about the things I could do that could affect him." But he'd somehow just left that out. All this time. "He claimed he hadn't thought to tell me, but also that he hadn't expected it to happen. I guess he tries to avoid it." But how could you get close to someone and avoid their eyes forever? You couldn't. Though Llewellyn's speculation as to all the complicated reasons he'd neglected to mention it was pretty much on the nose. At least from what she understood. Still, she found herself unsure of how to feel about the entire thing.
"We talked about it. I was angry and upset at what I saw and what he saw." And about the violation of it all. "He tried to explain why and that nothing he saw changed how he saw me but," she shrugged. "I still feel...I'm not sure how I feel?"
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"I appreciate that. Even if I don't have a scale for how boring the people you've met are." She was going to assume they were extraordinarily more boring than her. For her own well being. "I was a lot more wild when I was younger. I doubt you'd want to hear about that though." When she was younger she was...very different.
"Good. He'd hate that people like it." He'd hate she had friends that supported her even more, which was probably the best thing about anything here. He'd lose his shit over it all. "Thanks. That's more personal. I don't like the sun or bright light. We see too well."
She heaved a sigh and took a large sip of her drink. Clearly both frustrated and confused by the entire soul gaze mess. "And I wasn't. I told him about the things I could do that could affect him." But he'd somehow just left that out. All this time. "He claimed he hadn't thought to tell me, but also that he hadn't expected it to happen. I guess he tries to avoid it." But how could you get close to someone and avoid their eyes forever? You couldn't. Though Llewellyn's speculation as to all the complicated reasons he'd neglected to mention it was pretty much on the nose. At least from what she understood. Still, she found herself unsure of how to feel about the entire thing.
"We talked about it. I was angry and upset at what I saw and what he saw." And about the violation of it all. "He tried to explain why and that nothing he saw changed how he saw me but," she shrugged. "I still feel...I'm not sure how I feel?"