When he tells her his name, Hana patiently signs A-U-R-Y-N, one at a time.
Then he writes and Hana waits, distinctly less patient this time. It's no fault of his own but Hana hates doing this kind of thing by notebook. Texting can take time, but it's still faster than the cumbersome process of handwriting and then reading. She clears out her note while she waits, ready to begin her response.
They may as well be pen pals, minus any actual delight in the process.
As she reads it, her opinion of him softens a little, though Hana has a harder time excising the excess of pride and cruelty that seems to come with old magic, accustomed to getting its way.
I meet people all the time who can't be bothered to communicate with me because I'm deaf. Because I have a phone, they figure it means they don't have to do any of the work. Human, witch, siren. But it's witches that I've run into most who say we've been forced to hide by humans. They want to go back to covens and ruling houses but so many of them never bother to learn how to talk to me.
Sirens and humans have learned sign language for me a lot more readily than witches, sometimes.
Pausing, she has a hard time with the next part but given the raw, emotional honesty she's thrown at him, Hana owes him the verbal truth as well.
My parents are powerful witches. They told me to use magic or surgery to "fix" my deafness or to leave home."
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Date: 2015-06-22 06:26 am (UTC)Then he writes and Hana waits, distinctly less patient this time. It's no fault of his own but Hana hates doing this kind of thing by notebook. Texting can take time, but it's still faster than the cumbersome process of handwriting and then reading. She clears out her note while she waits, ready to begin her response.
They may as well be pen pals, minus any actual delight in the process.
As she reads it, her opinion of him softens a little, though Hana has a harder time excising the excess of pride and cruelty that seems to come with old magic, accustomed to getting its way.
I meet people all the time who can't be bothered to communicate with me because I'm deaf. Because I have a phone, they figure it means they don't have to do any of the work. Human, witch, siren. But it's witches that I've run into most who say we've been forced to hide by humans. They want to go back to covens and ruling houses but so many of them never bother to learn how to talk to me.
Sirens and humans have learned sign language for me a lot more readily than witches, sometimes.
Pausing, she has a hard time with the next part but given the raw, emotional honesty she's thrown at him, Hana owes him the verbal truth as well.
My parents are powerful witches. They told me to use magic or surgery to "fix" my deafness or to leave home."