[That was another thing. Sabriel was the one who did this to her, and he knew Sabriel's moral center pretty well. She never hid behind false opinions, and never took unnecessary risks. Doing this just to get to Pan wasn't out of irrationality. It was planned.
[the gratitude is genuine, but it still feels a bit empty as a reply. Hazel doesn't have to explain herself further, but once again she finds herself wanting to. maybe she'd learned something from that now-dead relationship after all.]
I'm not shutting you out because I don't think you're my friend. You are, and I want to keep it that way. The people who know never stick around.
And...if I ever fucking spit it out, I think Tetsuo should know first.
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Sabriel knew.]
youre durable but not like me
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Yeah. I don't feel any of it, and I can probably take more than even you - something gets lopped off, I can just stick it back on.
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(1/2) what
(2/2) so thats why you dont bleed
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Pretty much. It'd be an even shittier power than it already is if I was fucking spewing blood everywhere when someone sliced off an arm, right?
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wouldnt be much of a power if that happened
why keep the secret tho its a lot easier to tell people so they dont freak out when youre stabbed you know
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And...it's not so much what I can do as why I can do it that's the problem. The less people know about anything the better.
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alright
your secrets safe with me
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[the gratitude is genuine, but it still feels a bit empty as a reply. Hazel doesn't have to explain herself further, but once again she finds herself wanting to. maybe she'd learned something from that now-dead relationship after all.]
I'm not shutting you out because I don't think you're my friend. You are, and I want to keep it that way. The people who know never stick around.
And...if I ever fucking spit it out, I think Tetsuo should know first.
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always gotta get the last word in dont you
weve all got baggage even me doesnt mean i want to share it with everyone
ill let ken know
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Hey, how else is anyone gonna remember me?
And yeah, no shit. I just don't really get to make that decision in my own world, that's all.
[she'd say thank you again but that feels embarrassingly redundant for her. one is more than enough.]