I can't believe I'm the one who's saying this, but you can't actually prevent all of us from dying. And you know what, that applies to you too. I'm not letting any of you die either. [ Peter is the debatable one here, because she really doesn't have that much of a problem letting Peter die, but a part of her feels like anyone but her killing him takes away from what happened to her. it's complicated. ] I'm instigating a cuddle pile between him and I. If you and Isaac get back quick enough and want in, then you can join.
Don't. You don't get to talk like that Allison. I can't lose— losing any of you, but you especially, you don't want to know what that will do to me. [ because the one solid string that holds Lydia back from complete insanity and keeps her from making a single move against Peter is Allison's safety. Allison dies and all bets are off for her. ] That's implying I don't kick ass already. [ and that's a thinly veiled of course i do. ]
After we get out of this alive? Something tells me she's a little too distracted right now to bother.
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mathematically) wrote on October 30th, 2012 at 03:58 am
mathematically) wrote on October 30th, 2012 at 03:58 am
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