The rawness of the emotion hits her and agitates her own power. Hana feels queasy, hit with the complexity of his own feelings. Betrayal fires back at him, not actually directed at him, but the memory of the ways magic users have betrayed her. Her own family, people like Nerium, people who use magic as an excuse to bully past what they see as her deficits. But she's projecting. Literally projecting.
It's hard to keep track of what her feelings are and what she's absorbing from him. Hurriedly, Hana hurries out the door and takes a long breath of air, trying to steady herself. Quickly she pulls out her phone and wheels around on the other guy, holding out a text that says, "We need to talk. With words. Quill."
If he chooses to follow her, maybe they can figure out...She hates starting fights, despite the fact that she's lately become so good at it. She needs to at least try...
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Date: 2015-06-20 04:44 am (UTC)It's hard to keep track of what her feelings are and what she's absorbing from him. Hurriedly, Hana hurries out the door and takes a long breath of air, trying to steady herself. Quickly she pulls out her phone and wheels around on the other guy, holding out a text that says, "We need to talk. With words. Quill."
If he chooses to follow her, maybe they can figure out...She hates starting fights, despite the fact that she's lately become so good at it. She needs to at least try...