[Her breaths are cut short by the sobs fighting to free themselves, eyes screwed shut while she tries to blink back her anger and fear at what they've just done to one another, but the moment she opens them and her vision rights itself, she sees it.
The small fracture in that intense, wrathful stare that revives the sliver of hope she clung onto that she might find a way to get through to him. If all it took was knocking some sense back into Eustace, then she would have just done that right from the start—it worked once before, why wouldn't it again?
She can only remain cautiously optimistic that she'd found a way. Her arm is still stretched over his chest keeping him pinned to the wall, but the rage in her eyes fades along with his, and through her tears, she offers him the smallest ghost of a smile, her voice even smaller...]
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The small fracture in that intense, wrathful stare that revives the sliver of hope she clung onto that she might find a way to get through to him. If all it took was knocking some sense back into Eustace, then she would have just done that right from the start—it worked once before, why wouldn't it again?
She can only remain cautiously optimistic that she'd found a way. Her arm is still stretched over his chest keeping him pinned to the wall, but the rage in her eyes fades along with his, and through her tears, she offers him the smallest ghost of a smile, her voice even smaller...]
Eustace...?