( the sharp twang of tension between them is as physical as the fork in her hand — like eunyu could reach out and pluck it with her fingertips, if she wasn't cemented in place by his eyes. it's a lot like when he first woke up, the moment spiraling out between them. but, it's different, too. she'd been afraid of him then, and it's not that she isn't afraid of him now, but she knows there are boundaries and where they lay between them. she knows hyunsu, even monster hyunsu, will protect her for reasons seemingly unknown but completely doubtless. she knows he's cruel, but not without reasons. she knows on the sliding scale of morality, he's definitely gray but leaning on the white side. very slightly.
mostly, she knows he's hyunsu. one aspect of him, but still that boy who protected her, who came back, who wouldn't let her be alone. so.
he's only scary from what he can do. not necessarily who he is. she gives a shrug. )
Don't know. Depends on what it is. ( she's not inside the moment enough to not have contingency plans. she knows who she's talking to — that's the whole point. ) If killing someone would make you happy, no. It's not what I want.
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mostly, she knows he's hyunsu. one aspect of him, but still that boy who protected her, who came back, who wouldn't let her be alone. so.
he's only scary from what he can do. not necessarily who he is. she gives a shrug. )
Don't know. Depends on what it is. ( she's not inside the moment enough to not have contingency plans. she knows who she's talking to — that's the whole point. ) If killing someone would make you happy, no. It's not what I want.
Other things could be what I want, though.