[ Truthfully? She isn't sure. Elizabeth reaches again for the thimble, relying on old methods of dealing with her anxieties. She doesn't know if she could bring herself to hurt people when it came down to it, let alone kill them, even if her own life were on the line.
But, for others? Her expression falls a little, and then... hardens, somehow. Maybe she couldn't do it for herself, but if protecting her friends on the ship meant losing sleep at night, she could let her own innocence take the hit.
Or so she thinks. ]
... Yes. [ It's the kind of conviction of someone asked the question "any last words?" There really isn't a choice, Elizabeth realizes suddenly. This is something she has to do sooner or later, whether she likes it or not. ]
You don't have to... teach me. [ She adds quietly, lifting her gaze to meet his. ] I know this must be strange for you, and I wouldn't-- I don't want to impose.
[ The way she's been imposing all day. All throughout their time together since they met. ]
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But, for others? Her expression falls a little, and then... hardens, somehow. Maybe she couldn't do it for herself, but if protecting her friends on the ship meant losing sleep at night, she could let her own innocence take the hit.
Or so she thinks. ]
... Yes. [ It's the kind of conviction of someone asked the question "any last words?" There really isn't a choice, Elizabeth realizes suddenly. This is something she has to do sooner or later, whether she likes it or not. ]
You don't have to... teach me. [ She adds quietly, lifting her gaze to meet his. ] I know this must be strange for you, and I wouldn't-- I don't want to impose.
[ The way she's been imposing all day. All throughout their time together since they met. ]