[The confirmation makes her smile to herself, clutch her comm like a lifeline. Every infiltrator she meets fuels the growing fire in her chest, stitches together another shattered piece of her heart that's been broken by weeks on the Barge.
It makes her voice quaver just a little with happy tears she tries to fight.]
All due respect...he's kind of a raving lunatic, and I try to stay as far away from him as I can. He smells like...disease. Poison. Death.
[She pauses, and she sounds almost meek when she speaks again.]
Sir...do you have a real name? It doesn't feel right to call you Blight. [And when this is over, she wants to remember this even, reassuring voice when Blight is raging and howling. She wants to remember this other person that, perhaps, Blight had been once upon a time. Someone civilized and respectful...even kind.
She wants to know who this man is when he's gone.]
[voice ; private]
It makes her voice quaver just a little with happy tears she tries to fight.]
All due respect...he's kind of a raving lunatic, and I try to stay as far away from him as I can. He smells like...disease. Poison. Death.
[She pauses, and she sounds almost meek when she speaks again.]
Sir...do you have a real name? It doesn't feel right to call you Blight. [And when this is over, she wants to remember this even, reassuring voice when Blight is raging and howling. She wants to remember this other person that, perhaps, Blight had been once upon a time. Someone civilized and respectful...even kind.
She wants to know who this man is when he's gone.]