( not even admonishing, to find herself perpetually amused by his need to find something to complain over. as if she would ever be the difficult one. it was fun, in a way, seeing him do what he does paired with the complaints that glossed over the world around him.
her thumbs fold over each other, then twitch. )
Lavi, Tyki, Lenalee... I guess it's some of all of that. Their war, the things that make Tyki dangerous. Why he recognized you.
( she glances up as she shifts into recollection. she doesn't feel like it's a confession; something about the idea of confess sat poorly with her right now. )
Was it a month? Must have been... after being out of the hospital, back home. Lavi went back to his world for a while, like some people do, but he came back and he was in a bad place. He needed helped. He got me.
( she smiles, reflecting on how that, to so many, would not be a blessing. how it'd taken all of the andalite's gift, and the initiative's, to turn her into something, someone dependable. not just a liar. not just a girl looking for a world with a prettier answer than the one she had. )
I'm slower than most people, just on my own. On a straight way, though! ( a short laugh. ha! then, the story changed! ) I needed to be able to move fast and be something people could recognize as needing help. Not the things I usually am. People just ask more questions, which I like, but questions were going to waste time.
( lavi had asked for help, and he'd gotten her. she'd needed to move, and so she'd become... caesar. she doesn't spell it out: it's obvious, something he had doubtlessly guessed she'd done around that man, that more-than-human, with how tyki had behaved at the celebration. )
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( not even admonishing, to find herself perpetually amused by his need to find something to complain over. as if she would ever be the difficult one. it was fun, in a way, seeing him do what he does paired with the complaints that glossed over the world around him.
her thumbs fold over each other, then twitch. )
Lavi, Tyki, Lenalee... I guess it's some of all of that. Their war, the things that make Tyki dangerous. Why he recognized you.
( she glances up as she shifts into recollection. she doesn't feel like it's a confession; something about the idea of confess sat poorly with her right now. )
Was it a month? Must have been... after being out of the hospital, back home. Lavi went back to his world for a while, like some people do, but he came back and he was in a bad place. He needed helped. He got me.
( she smiles, reflecting on how that, to so many, would not be a blessing. how it'd taken all of the andalite's gift, and the initiative's, to turn her into something, someone dependable. not just a liar. not just a girl looking for a world with a prettier answer than the one she had. )
I'm slower than most people, just on my own. On a straight way, though! ( a short laugh. ha! then, the story changed! ) I needed to be able to move fast and be something people could recognize as needing help. Not the things I usually am. People just ask more questions, which I like, but questions were going to waste time.
( lavi had asked for help, and he'd gotten her. she'd needed to move, and so she'd become... caesar. she doesn't spell it out: it's obvious, something he had doubtlessly guessed she'd done around that man, that more-than-human, with how tyki had behaved at the celebration. )