[she hadn't even registered it was him at first, so wrapped up in trying to keep her focus away from being focused on, yet when he approached and sat down...and spoke...]
...
[she looks up. his are the only pair of eyes she needs to focus on right now; don't let your gaze waver, Cecelia.
so she stares at him, trying to read his expression. she wonders if he, perhaps, despises her. for her behavior, for her weakness and hysteria. for letting Flynn die.]
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[she looks up. his are the only pair of eyes she needs to focus on right now; don't let your gaze waver, Cecelia.
so she stares at him, trying to read his expression. she wonders if he, perhaps, despises her. for her behavior, for her weakness and hysteria. for letting Flynn die.]