[He's distracted, mostly, by his own riot of feelings regarding this particular card, this story, this piece of himself; it is the part of himself that will never find peace. The part with security and Manticore and uncertainty and the Lady all woven through it, constantly pulling against one another, at the center of his sense of self. But when he looks up at Abigail he sees her lack of fear.
That is all he ever created Her for. Ben extends his arm just a bit more, shifts the card in his hand in obvious offer without looking.]
She is not real. I have to remember that, or... She is not real. But Her power is real, and sometimes that is enough, which is why I wanted you to have this.
She will never leave you. She will love you. She will give you strength.
[ Spam ]
[He's distracted, mostly, by his own riot of feelings regarding this particular card, this story, this piece of himself; it is the part of himself that will never find peace. The part with security and Manticore and uncertainty and the Lady all woven through it, constantly pulling against one another, at the center of his sense of self. But when he looks up at Abigail he sees her lack of fear.
That is all he ever created Her for. Ben extends his arm just a bit more, shifts the card in his hand in obvious offer without looking.]
She is not real. I have to remember that, or... She is not real. But Her power is real, and sometimes that is enough, which is why I wanted you to have this.
She will never leave you. She will love you. She will give you strength.