Small error of judgment
07-15-2019, 12:27 AM
Zee grumbled as he gave his response, difficult as always. She didn't fully expect him to have some grand realization, but it would have been nice. "Your identity is what you choose it to be, I suppose." She remarked off-offhandedly while she groomed him. "But you could be so much more - and you are, sometimes. When you're not around.. them." She felt badly for grouping Deathbelle in with the Klein's, but it wasn't a lie. "I just don't want to see the warm, soft side of you devoured by your robotic guard side." She let her voice stay light and aloof, as to not betray how devastating for her the thought actually may be. "I see you as.. more, I don't know." Her ears fell back as she struggled, glad he could not see her face. "Doesn't it bother you to have been punished for acting or thinking or speaking as a wolf is born to?" No, she decided immediately that it likely didn't bother him at all. Different tactic. "Or rather... does it bother you to punish someone like, well, me?" Her tone became very quiet with insecurity near the end, and she stole a glance at his face before continuing onto her coat. "Why are some wolves just born better? It isn't fair." Zee remembered the times she'd been treated in ways that felt unfair and how powerless she was to fight back against them. She especially hated how it was Sirius to be the one to try to break her. A soft whimper threatened to escape her lips, and she swallowed it down. He grunted, and her ears perked up with alarm. "I'm sorry - did that hurt?" Blackened nose pushed against the spot she had groomed, nudging the fur aside to see if there was an injury hiding beneath. "You need to take better care of yourself, grooming fur should absolutely not bother any wounds that aren't fresh. Do you need to see the doctor?" Voice was thick with worry as she searched within his black coat for any hint of blood. "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |