(Oops, had she said 'need'? She'd meant to say 'want'. She wants to keep him safe, that's all. She wants to keep everybody safe.
She concentrates on Cisco's hand held tight in hers and it helps her to think more clearly.)
I think you're right. (It's never this bad. Protecting people is important to her but it's never felt consuming like this before, in a way that she can't control. Lucretia usually has a pretty good lock on her shit; Cisco has always struck her as similar, in this regard. The pair of them are logical, clever people; these sudden bursts of emotion are nonsensical. Unless...
She lets Cisco talk through his thought process, nodding silently as they make their way out of the centre of the city. From back here, with Cisco dutifully leading her forward by the hand, it's very easy to notice how jumpy he is.)
It's always something in this place, isn't it, (she says dryly, watching him fumble for his keys.) It couldn't be a flower that– I don't know– that makes everything you eat taste like cotton candy, or a flower that makes you giggle at everything could it.
(She's more than happy to keep holding his hand. If she's touching a part of him at all times she can shield and buff him against anything that tries to attack him, so.)
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She concentrates on Cisco's hand held tight in hers and it helps her to think more clearly.)
I think you're right. (It's never this bad. Protecting people is important to her but it's never felt consuming like this before, in a way that she can't control. Lucretia usually has a pretty good lock on her shit; Cisco has always struck her as similar, in this regard. The pair of them are logical, clever people; these sudden bursts of emotion are nonsensical. Unless...
She lets Cisco talk through his thought process, nodding silently as they make their way out of the centre of the city. From back here, with Cisco dutifully leading her forward by the hand, it's very easy to notice how jumpy he is.)
It's always something in this place, isn't it, (she says dryly, watching him fumble for his keys.) It couldn't be a flower that– I don't know– that makes everything you eat taste like cotton candy, or a flower that makes you giggle at everything could it.
(She's more than happy to keep holding his hand. If she's touching a part of him at all times she can shield and buff him against anything that tries to attack him, so.)