( the sudden apologies inspire eda's eyebrows to knit together, momentarily surprised by the shift of direction of her conversation. hadn't he already apologised to her about this already? expressed his remorse? he didn't need to do it again or continue to dwell on it. after all, what did apologies really change about the situation?
what is done is done. the blood has already been spilt.
and for who he used to be, hunter clearly isn't that person now. it's something that she already knew, could figure out from just the initial conversations. luz had seen it first, of course, when the nuggets of goodness inside of him were buried deep down. then eda had seen it for herself, in the shape of a young man who didn't grow up under the thumb of belos. )
Oh, you feeling bad about it now, huh?
( a little laugh, but she's definitely poking a little fun at him. )
A lot of things happened that shouldn't have. My sister should have never cursed me either, but here we are.
( . . . that is not what she meant to say. it was just a slip of the tongue, an accidentally voiced thought that shouldn't have ever left her head. however, eda has also been rubbed raw herself. she too, is an open wound of betrayal and hurt.
still, she thinks she should have been better than to say that.
so she sighs, trying to play it off like she meant to reveal that tidbit of information about herself. )
These things happen. Some of it, we just can't control. Like I said, sometimes we get a bad hand.
( that's just how it is. sometimes fate, luck, and happenstance whisk everything out of anyone's control. it's been a difficult thing for eda to grasp, that there are bigger things at play then herself, but an important lesson to learn nonetheless.
with a gentle movement, she presses up against hunter's hands and helps turn them over. slowly, slowly, slowly. at the end of the gesture, she lifts her own hands up to reveal that she's left a couple playing cards against his palms. light sigils have been scratched over the card-back artwork, activating only as eda moves away.
small, bright orbs lift in the air between them. they shine brightly, almost like a promise. )
But a bad hand just means you need to need be more thoughtful about what you'll do with it.
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what is done is done. the blood has already been spilt.
and for who he used to be, hunter clearly isn't that person now. it's something that she already knew, could figure out from just the initial conversations. luz had seen it first, of course, when the nuggets of goodness inside of him were buried deep down. then eda had seen it for herself, in the shape of a young man who didn't grow up under the thumb of belos. )
Oh, you feeling bad about it now, huh?
( a little laugh, but she's definitely poking a little fun at him. )
A lot of things happened that shouldn't have. My sister should have never cursed me either, but here we are.
( . . . that is not what she meant to say. it was just a slip of the tongue, an accidentally voiced thought that shouldn't have ever left her head. however, eda has also been rubbed raw herself. she too, is an open wound of betrayal and hurt.
still, she thinks she should have been better than to say that.
so she sighs, trying to play it off like she meant to reveal that tidbit of information about herself. )
These things happen. Some of it, we just can't control. Like I said, sometimes we get a bad hand.
( that's just how it is. sometimes fate, luck, and happenstance whisk everything out of anyone's control. it's been a difficult thing for eda to grasp, that there are bigger things at play then herself, but an important lesson to learn nonetheless.
with a gentle movement, she presses up against hunter's hands and helps turn them over. slowly, slowly, slowly. at the end of the gesture, she lifts her own hands up to reveal that she's left a couple playing cards against his palms. light sigils have been scratched over the card-back artwork, activating only as eda moves away.
small, bright orbs lift in the air between them. they shine brightly, almost like a promise. )
But a bad hand just means you need to need be more thoughtful about what you'll do with it.