[ it's...actually not one of her motivators. if he's going to leave, she won't try stopping him again, but she doesn't want him in her bed with her as a means to watch him. ]
I just— want you there.
[ and admitting that is difficult more than anything, showing more of her hand than she usually likes to, and she doesn't look at faraday as she admits it. it's probably nonsense, she tells herself, but the soft ache to be near him is still at the forefront of her mind, that little tendril of honest intention curling through their link.
the bond does strange things, she realizes bitterly, but despite that, she's at least acknowledging that it's a thing she wants, isn't trying to shove it deep down and pretend it doesn't exist. ]
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[ it's...actually not one of her motivators. if he's going to leave, she won't try stopping him again, but she doesn't want him in her bed with her as a means to watch him. ]
I just— want you there.
[ and admitting that is difficult more than anything, showing more of her hand than she usually likes to, and she doesn't look at faraday as she admits it. it's probably nonsense, she tells herself, but the soft ache to be near him is still at the forefront of her mind, that little tendril of honest intention curling through their link.
the bond does strange things, she realizes bitterly, but despite that, she's at least acknowledging that it's a thing she wants, isn't trying to shove it deep down and pretend it doesn't exist. ]