[ she nods her assent, a little stony. they wander together towards the wall, and all there is to do is listen, to wait for the twitch of thoughts as mavis reaches for them beyond the haze of red mist.
it doesn't take much focus, though. mavis has always been unnaturally sensitive. ]
[Or to focus better. He doesn't know, not really. He's just glad it wasn't Danny. ] Or I'm easily distracted. [like a bad child. That's the impression he's been getting.
Mavis is - different. Different from El, that is, in how she uses her abilities. There's a confidence in her that El hasn't grown into yet, but he can see what El might be, one day. Sure of herself; capable. Stronger.
He feels a little sentimental about it, really. That'll be why he has such a dopey smile on his face.]
[ he thinks of his daughter. dark-haired, stony-faced. mavis doesn't see the resemblance, except for the power that he attributes to her. mavis has to shy away from his thoughts, looking quickly away, because it introduces unpleasant considerations of her own to the equation.
how she might have turned out, for instance, if her parents had been there to raise her. ]
[ she doesn't look at him. addresses the town wall instead as they wander along it. ]
But it makes other people more comfortable. [ the talking, instead of just listening. she has learned by now that she is off-putting, strange, and altogether makes people uncomfortable. if she can distract him from that, it'll probably be for the best.
which was made easier by her genuine curiosity. she's always wanted to understand other people, even if she struggles to. ]
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it doesn't take much focus, though. mavis has always been unnaturally sensitive. ]
Why did Alicent send me to you?
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[Or to focus better. He doesn't know, not really. He's just glad it wasn't Danny. ] Or I'm easily distracted. [like a bad child. That's the impression he's been getting.
Mavis is - different. Different from El, that is, in how she uses her abilities. There's a confidence in her that El hasn't grown into yet, but he can see what El might be, one day. Sure of herself; capable. Stronger.
He feels a little sentimental about it, really. That'll be why he has such a dopey smile on his face.]
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[ he thinks of his daughter. dark-haired, stony-faced. mavis doesn't see the resemblance, except for the power that he attributes to her. mavis has to shy away from his thoughts, looking quickly away, because it introduces unpleasant considerations of her own to the equation.
how she might have turned out, for instance, if her parents had been there to raise her. ]
Do you need a good influence?
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[Alicent's only aware of a few, and he does say it like he's joking. ]
I think she thinks I'm easily distracted. You don't seem like the type to get distracted at all - err, present conversation aside.
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[ she doesn't look at him. addresses the town wall instead as they wander along it. ]
But it makes other people more comfortable. [ the talking, instead of just listening. she has learned by now that she is off-putting, strange, and altogether makes people uncomfortable. if she can distract him from that, it'll probably be for the best.
which was made easier by her genuine curiosity. she's always wanted to understand other people, even if she struggles to. ]