His emotions make for a powerful cocktail and Hana sorts and samples each one. The fear. The almost childlike terror. Nausea of emotion rather than in the belly. Hatred again, related to something uncertain and primal. Hana almost sympathizes before he cuts her off with a hard wall and rude expression.
She's not proper, but Hana's had her fill of people acting as though they are inherently superior because they have an ability that others lack. Raising her hands again, Hana starts to reply and then closes her hands into fists and sets them down again.
Instead, her reply comes in a thin thread of mixed emotions only he can feel: resentment, rejection, disgust at magical arrogance, intense distrust for anyone that holds himself above others because of his abilities. The emotions are abstract but, put together, they make a clear picture.
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Date: 2015-06-18 06:56 pm (UTC)She's not proper, but Hana's had her fill of people acting as though they are inherently superior because they have an ability that others lack. Raising her hands again, Hana starts to reply and then closes her hands into fists and sets them down again.
Instead, her reply comes in a thin thread of mixed emotions only he can feel: resentment, rejection, disgust at magical arrogance, intense distrust for anyone that holds himself above others because of his abilities. The emotions are abstract but, put together, they make a clear picture.