this much, she knows. that's why she found kaladin's remarks so funny. she knows how silco lies. to others, to the world. and even to himself. she knows what he spins in his head. like gossamer silk. spider webs of varying beauty and fragility. she knows. and she drank the same water. helped spin the webs. because what did it matter that silco lies, as long as he didn't lie to her?
but he has. he does. he still is.
this isn't one of them. this has never been one of them. because she saw it then and she sees it now. the look in his eyes when she grieves. his instinct to shield her from her own pain. she wonders what he sees in hers. what is reflected back that made him so sure of the monster he made is beautiful to the eye?
and jinx — she broke him. the one person who ever thought she was — worth something more. and for what? for what?
silently and impulsively, she circles her arms around him, hugging him. her voice, fragile as a spider thread. ]
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this much, she knows. that's why she found kaladin's remarks so funny. she knows how silco lies. to others, to the world. and even to himself. she knows what he spins in his head. like gossamer silk. spider webs of varying beauty and fragility. she knows. and she drank the same water. helped spin the webs. because what did it matter that silco lies, as long as he didn't lie to her?
but he has. he does. he still is.
this isn't one of them. this has never been one of them. because she saw it then and she sees it now. the look in his eyes when she grieves. his instinct to shield her from her own pain. she wonders what he sees in hers. what is reflected back that made him so sure of the monster he made is beautiful to the eye?
and jinx — she broke him. the one person who ever thought she was — worth something more. and for what? for what?
silently and impulsively, she circles her arms around him, hugging him. her voice, fragile as a spider thread. ]
I don't want everything. I just want you.