![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
open | prompt five | ENDINGS
 |
prompt five | E N D I N G S dressing-room style. start your own thread. tag others. wash, rinse, repeat. open to all. |
|
prompt five | E N D I N G S dressing-room style. start your own thread. tag others. wash, rinse, repeat. open to all. |
no subject
[It's harsh, again, and she knows she shouldn't rise to the tone in his voice, knows fire only feeds fire. She takes another breath, rubbing a hand over her forehead.]
I'm sure, Gareth.
[But she isn't, not 100%. Amon's already effected her more than she'd planned for, effected him. Gareth was trying to keep her safe, they were trying to keep each other safe, but what was there to stop them turning on each other, if Amon pushed them that far?]