[Ellie nods, taking his response at face value. It's bound to be more complicated than that, and there are a lot of different types of trust, including her ability to trust Lance to assess something like that.
Her lips twitch in a wry almost-smile when he turns it back on her again, a telltale sign that he's reaching his limit in talking about himself. Ellie worries the stone, falling to silence as she thinks it over, memories bubbling to the surface. By the distant, somewhat desolate look in her eyes, they're not good ones. She chews over how to respond, drawing the edge of her nail around the edge of the stone.]
My world's pretty fucked up. A lot of times, staying alive means trying to pick the choice you can live with.
[Both literally, and figuratively.]
It means a lot of deciding what you can get past, and what you can't. For other people, and for yourself.
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Date: 2021-02-17 07:21 pm (UTC)Her lips twitch in a wry almost-smile when he turns it back on her again, a telltale sign that he's reaching his limit in talking about himself. Ellie worries the stone, falling to silence as she thinks it over, memories bubbling to the surface. By the distant, somewhat desolate look in her eyes, they're not good ones. She chews over how to respond, drawing the edge of her nail around the edge of the stone.]
My world's pretty fucked up. A lot of times, staying alive means trying to pick the choice you can live with.
[Both literally, and figuratively.]
It means a lot of deciding what you can get past, and what you can't. For other people, and for yourself.