It's cute. It reminds her of how Magnus and Abigail smiled at each other, like they still couldn't believe how they managed to luck out.
Is that how she feels about Harrow, and everything they are to each other? She does a quick and dirty search of her feelings, can't find anything she can easily describe, and gives up. Happiness, she thinks, is maybe not the right word. It doesn't fit this fierceness, the devotion, the way if Harrow broke something Gideon thinks she would be the one feeling the pain. There isn't anything easy about loving Harrow, just like there's nothing easy about hefting her sword. It's just something she does now, like instinct.
It's like loving herself – it doesn't always make her happy, but it always makes her more than she could be otherwise. "Cat's out of the bag," is what she says, light.
"Not even the Reverend Daughter can resist all this, I guess. I was just born too attractive."
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Date: 2020-11-03 02:33 pm (UTC)Is that how she feels about Harrow, and everything they are to each other? She does a quick and dirty search of her feelings, can't find anything she can easily describe, and gives up. Happiness, she thinks, is maybe not the right word. It doesn't fit this fierceness, the devotion, the way if Harrow broke something Gideon thinks she would be the one feeling the pain. There isn't anything easy about loving Harrow, just like there's nothing easy about hefting her sword. It's just something she does now, like instinct.
It's like loving herself – it doesn't always make her happy, but it always makes her more than she could be otherwise. "Cat's out of the bag," is what she says, light.
"Not even the Reverend Daughter can resist all this, I guess. I was just born too attractive."