[Her hands tense, and then curl into fists as she tries to right herself. No, no, she can't have this. She's not ready to speak to him honestly. Her knuckles are white as snow, a forgotten blister searing her with pain as she tries to recover her voice.]
I'm not sure what you mean. [She manages to keep the voice she'd trained for 'Cinna', hiding her hands belatedly under her cloak to conceal how affected she is.] I've told you who I am, and I have no reason to be false with a stranger.
[And yet her blood is rushing in her ears. Her baby is so close, and her true love even closer, and her head is nearly spinning with emotion but she can't let herself show a drop of it. No one cares what you feel, she reminds herself pointedly, just like her mother would have. No one cares, you shouldn't either.]
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I'm not sure what you mean. [She manages to keep the voice she'd trained for 'Cinna', hiding her hands belatedly under her cloak to conceal how affected she is.] I've told you who I am, and I have no reason to be false with a stranger.
[And yet her blood is rushing in her ears. Her baby is so close, and her true love even closer, and her head is nearly spinning with emotion but she can't let herself show a drop of it. No one cares what you feel, she reminds herself pointedly, just like her mother would have. No one cares, you shouldn't either.]