[ working with him? Evie pinches the bridge of her nose between thumb and forefinger, rubbing at the skin, and bites back the myriad acerbic remarks that spring to the tip of her tongue. of all the reckless, thoughtless things Jacob has done - and there have been many - she is sure that this takes the cake. she has the urge to grab him by the shoulders and shake him, and she isn't entirely sure if that's an impulse born of worry or misplaced anger. ]
Oh, Jacob... [ it's nothing louder than a dark mutter as she continues to pinch her nose, and honestly, she thinks she's showing admirable restraint right now.
and then she goes deathly still at his next words. her eyes widen as she stares at the bone fragments on the table from underneath her raised arm. ]
No, surely you can't mean-- [ but she knows that he wouldn't joke about something like that even if his mood was lighter. she feels bile rising in her throat as she stares at the broken rune with a revulsion born of horrific understanding. ]
That monster. [ it would seem that Evie has found a better assessment than 'mad'. ]
[ scarce wonder that Jacob was in the state she found him in. Evie feels like she's very soon going to lose her last meal the way it came, and she's not the one who had the misfortune of dealing with all this first-hand. ]
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Oh, Jacob... [ it's nothing louder than a dark mutter as she continues to pinch her nose, and honestly, she thinks she's showing admirable restraint right now.
and then she goes deathly still at his next words. her eyes widen as she stares at the bone fragments on the table from underneath her raised arm. ]
No, surely you can't mean-- [ but she knows that he wouldn't joke about something like that even if his mood was lighter. she feels bile rising in her throat as she stares at the broken rune with a revulsion born of horrific understanding. ]
That monster. [ it would seem that Evie has found a better assessment than 'mad'. ]
[ scarce wonder that Jacob was in the state she found him in. Evie feels like she's very soon going to lose her last meal the way it came, and she's not the one who had the misfortune of dealing with all this first-hand. ]