[He is so strong, Abigail thinks for the thousandth time; so much stronger than he seems, his heart so much bigger than the box they tried to close it in at Manticore. He would give so much - all of himself - for a little sense of safety.]
[So would she.]
[As his thumb follows hers on the card, she circles round and follows his movements exactly, getting a feel for the Lady as he knows her, edging in toward Her heart. It frightens her a little. But it makes her feel strong, too, even against all that faces her. All that she's already faced.]
You told them stories. You made Her real to them.
She almost feels real to me. [This is peaceful, less agitated than before but in no way distanced. She is here. She's just - thinking. Unafraid.]
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[He is so strong, Abigail thinks for the thousandth time; so much stronger than he seems, his heart so much bigger than the box they tried to close it in at Manticore. He would give so much - all of himself - for a little sense of safety.]
[So would she.]
[As his thumb follows hers on the card, she circles round and follows his movements exactly, getting a feel for the Lady as he knows her, edging in toward Her heart. It frightens her a little. But it makes her feel strong, too, even against all that faces her. All that she's already faced.]
You told them stories. You made Her real to them.
She almost feels real to me. [This is peaceful, less agitated than before but in no way distanced. She is here. She's just - thinking. Unafraid.]