"What would we eat Jack? I must confess that idea does make me curious. There is very little inside your box with a light."
The lightness in her words tasted false on Reinette's tongue.
She watched him then, processing the words that were said alongside the many that were not. She knew it was in both of their natures to protect what mattered most. She knew it was hardly unusual. But something about the past year? Something about how the words settled over Jack's body suited him even less than his ill fitting clothing.
She had held herself in check for several days now. But for Reinette it felt much longer. Perhaps because it was unlike her. Or perhaps because it was Jack, and if they shared anything? Anything at all, it was honesty.
With very little preamble Reinette reached across the photographs to catch Jack's face and guide him to look at her.
"It does matter, Jack. We can argue every other point. Or we can hide them away in a box like you did these pictures until you are ready. But it does matter."
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Date: 2010-04-09 03:32 am (UTC)The lightness in her words tasted false on Reinette's tongue.
She watched him then, processing the words that were said alongside the many that were not. She knew it was in both of their natures to protect what mattered most. She knew it was hardly unusual. But something about the past year? Something about how the words settled over Jack's body suited him even less than his ill fitting clothing.
She had held herself in check for several days now. But for Reinette it felt much longer. Perhaps because it was unlike her. Or perhaps because it was Jack, and if they shared anything? Anything at all, it was honesty.
With very little preamble Reinette reached across the photographs to catch Jack's face and guide him to look at her.
"It does matter, Jack. We can argue every other point. Or we can hide them away in a box like you did these pictures until you are ready. But it does matter."