[She walks out the door of the chapel as soon as he speaks, knowing, trusting that he will follow her - walks all the way to her room in silence, with the card cradled in her hand. When she gets to her room, she holds the door open for him and then slips inside, stepping to the desk.]
[Over it hangs the mask. She looks at it for a moment, lips parted in an unconscious reverence. It's lost some of its luster in her conversation with Ben, but it's still so vital, so powerful, so frightening and beautiful and deadly.]
[She tears her eyes away and pulls a drawer open, clearing a space inside and placing the card inside with care. Later she'll lacquer it, protect it, so that she might carry it around with her always. It's important to keep it away from Ben, though; she knows that much.]
[Then, taking things in steps, one at a time, she closes the drawer with her hip. She pulls the mask down off the wall. She hands it to Ben, making sure not to let go until his grip is secure, lest it fall. And she crawls onto the bed, pulling the bear he gave her into her hands and hugging it tightly, burying her face in between its ears.]
[ Spam ]
[Over it hangs the mask. She looks at it for a moment, lips parted in an unconscious reverence. It's lost some of its luster in her conversation with Ben, but it's still so vital, so powerful, so frightening and beautiful and deadly.]
[She tears her eyes away and pulls a drawer open, clearing a space inside and placing the card inside with care. Later she'll lacquer it, protect it, so that she might carry it around with her always. It's important to keep it away from Ben, though; she knows that much.]
[Then, taking things in steps, one at a time, she closes the drawer with her hip. She pulls the mask down off the wall. She hands it to Ben, making sure not to let go until his grip is secure, lest it fall. And she crawls onto the bed, pulling the bear he gave her into her hands and hugging it tightly, burying her face in between its ears.]