"Oh, all right, fine." She rolls her eyes and huffs out a sigh, but it's all pretense. She's not really annoyed with him. "I'll leave the accents to you."
Her eyes lock onto those fingers that are trailing along her wrist, and there's wariness in her gaze, just as there is anytime she accidentally touches someone or vice versa. But truthfully, she likes it when John makes contact with her, even with the risk, so she decides to just enjoy it for what it is. As for her vision of her own death, part of her still hopes that it's just something her mind conjured up, that it won't necessarily happen as she saw it. Maybe it's sticking her head in the sand, but she doesn't want to dwell on the possibility that she won't survive this fight.
When John answers her question, part of her thought she should have known that would be the answer. No, she doesn't have all the details about Newcastle and Astra, but she knows enough to know that she'll always be one of John's driving forces, if not the driving force.
"Oh." Her teeth worry at her lower lip while she wonders if she should say what's on her mind. She doesn't often hold back her thoughts, but John is prickly on a good day. In the end, she just goes with it, because even if he lashes out, or reacts with disbelief, she believes he can do it. "You're going to save her, John."
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Her eyes lock onto those fingers that are trailing along her wrist, and there's wariness in her gaze, just as there is anytime she accidentally touches someone or vice versa. But truthfully, she likes it when John makes contact with her, even with the risk, so she decides to just enjoy it for what it is. As for her vision of her own death, part of her still hopes that it's just something her mind conjured up, that it won't necessarily happen as she saw it. Maybe it's sticking her head in the sand, but she doesn't want to dwell on the possibility that she won't survive this fight.
When John answers her question, part of her thought she should have known that would be the answer. No, she doesn't have all the details about Newcastle and Astra, but she knows enough to know that she'll always be one of John's driving forces, if not the driving force.
"Oh." Her teeth worry at her lower lip while she wonders if she should say what's on her mind. She doesn't often hold back her thoughts, but John is prickly on a good day. In the end, she just goes with it, because even if he lashes out, or reacts with disbelief, she believes he can do it. "You're going to save her, John."