She feels bad when she wakes Harrow up in the middle of the night, sweating and panting from a dream where Harrow is splattered on the cold cement floor of the facility below Canaan House, or where Camilla the Sixth is skewered by dozens of horrible whips of molars.
Harrow has not minded, only coaxed her back to sleep, and Gideon owes her for that as much as anything else. Her smile is still tight at the corners, but her eyes are fierce even if they're also a little misty as she nods. "We are going to ruin their whole fucking life," she agrees.
"You could take that construct apart blindfolded with one hand behind your back."
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Date: 2020-11-02 12:10 am (UTC)She feels bad when she wakes Harrow up in the middle of the night, sweating and panting from a dream where Harrow is splattered on the cold cement floor of the facility below Canaan House, or where Camilla the Sixth is skewered by dozens of horrible whips of molars.
Harrow has not minded, only coaxed her back to sleep, and Gideon owes her for that as much as anything else. Her smile is still tight at the corners, but her eyes are fierce even if they're also a little misty as she nods. "We are going to ruin their whole fucking life," she agrees.
"You could take that construct apart blindfolded with one hand behind your back."