It was so like the boy from her past. The nostalgia welled up inside. She closed her eyes and let the warmth of his palm temporarily sooth her. Although so much had changed this was still, undeniably, the person who had always tried to protect and sooth away her fears.
"I'm fine," She said after a moment. Her own hand lifted to curl around his fingers, and she gently removed it from atop her head. Though not without a small squeeze.
She had to pull herself together. Whatever had happened, for better or worse, she couldn't afford to let herself break down here. With a small umph she pushed herself up from off the ground and dusted off her skirt.
"I feel uneasy, about the fact that Zero is suddenly human again with no explanation, and that I myself no longer possess the power to do what I once could."
The absence of Artemis, admittedly, had her on edge, too.
"Although no one has stepped up to the plate to reveal themselves yet, surely someone very powerful must be behind all of this." Even if it was true that they died, the place that they were in now could not be run on its own. And she still questioned the words that she had heard from others. This was the kind of thing that they would need to explore themselves.
"I want to find something to protect myself with. Even though it might sound weak, coming from a pureblood, I don't feel comfortable without something tangible in my hands." That had never changed, even when she had hoped that by becoming a vampire it would banish her fears. What a beautiful delusion. Zero, too, would likely benefit from the extra protection of a weapon. They just needed to find something.
With a breath, she extended a hand, and held it out for Zero to take. Whatever fears she had at the moment, she wanted to bury them within and move forward with her head held high.
"I don't know who is responsible for this, but I want to get to the bottom of it. Although it may not be related to that person, this is still a goal that Zero would like to see achieved, right?"
Her eyes moved to stare into the pale violet that watched her in turn. She had to hope that there was something - anything - that could right things.
"If our objectives are still in alignment, would you work together with me as an ally once more, Mr. Future President?"
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"I'm fine," She said after a moment. Her own hand lifted to curl around his fingers, and she gently removed it from atop her head. Though not without a small squeeze.
She had to pull herself together. Whatever had happened, for better or worse, she couldn't afford to let herself break down here. With a small umph she pushed herself up from off the ground and dusted off her skirt.
"I feel uneasy, about the fact that Zero is suddenly human again with no explanation, and that I myself no longer possess the power to do what I once could."
The absence of Artemis, admittedly, had her on edge, too.
"Although no one has stepped up to the plate to reveal themselves yet, surely someone very powerful must be behind all of this." Even if it was true that they died, the place that they were in now could not be run on its own. And she still questioned the words that she had heard from others. This was the kind of thing that they would need to explore themselves.
"I want to find something to protect myself with. Even though it might sound weak, coming from a pureblood, I don't feel comfortable without something tangible in my hands." That had never changed, even when she had hoped that by becoming a vampire it would banish her fears. What a beautiful delusion. Zero, too, would likely benefit from the extra protection of a weapon. They just needed to find something.
With a breath, she extended a hand, and held it out for Zero to take. Whatever fears she had at the moment, she wanted to bury them within and move forward with her head held high.
"I don't know who is responsible for this, but I want to get to the bottom of it. Although it may not be related to that person, this is still a goal that Zero would like to see achieved, right?"
Her eyes moved to stare into the pale violet that watched her in turn. She had to hope that there was something - anything - that could right things.
"If our objectives are still in alignment, would you work together with me as an ally once more, Mr. Future President?"