She leaned back casually, her head resting on the back of the chair. For a moment she closed her eyes as he explained what they wanted.
"My heart." Selene said flatly. That was personal, he was right. It wasn't her head, they didn't want visual proof that it was really her. "That will be a bit of a problem then, won't it?"
Lifting her head from the back of the chair she met his golden eyes and sighed. "You have always had my heart."
And for the wrongs she had done to him he could take it. She'd fight. But Selene knew in the end she didn't have the will to kill him and would lose the fight. Surely she had enough training and stregth to survive but she did not have the heart to kill the last remnant of her family.
"It does sound personal. What will we do about it?"
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Date: 2011-08-18 02:01 am (UTC)"My heart." Selene said flatly. That was personal, he was right. It wasn't her head, they didn't want visual proof that it was really her. "That will be a bit of a problem then, won't it?"
Lifting her head from the back of the chair she met his golden eyes and sighed. "You have always had my heart."
And for the wrongs she had done to him he could take it. She'd fight. But Selene knew in the end she didn't have the will to kill him and would lose the fight. Surely she had enough training and stregth to survive but she did not have the heart to kill the last remnant of her family.
"It does sound personal. What will we do about it?"