The presence near Cassandra's ear remains for a tense moment, and then Erin sits back down, little legs dangling off her friend's shoulder.
When she speaks it's strange. Not hard or distant, but with a kind of quiet awe. "Out in the party is a bedsheet ghost, a youngblood lass named Undine. We met at a drinking game where you share your life experiences, and bonded over both of us loving women, her ideas new and unsure, mine tested and complicated. I took what rose from that bond and it tasted of fellowship and relief."
"With SecUnit I listen to the stories it loves and come to love them too, to let its passion and enthusiasm warm my heart, and that warmth sustains me."
She can't stop. She's started and it all just comes out.
"Peter Smith was curious about my people and that curiosity gave me what I needed to show him what I would have looked like when we were hidden. It tasted of old pain and new wonder and wary connection, and by that taste I chose to trust him. Captain Stede Bonnet offered me his unconditional enthusiasm and delight and fed both halves of my soul here in this strange place where I feel so lost. A young woman I will not name made a pact with me, and fate itself drips me Glamour that is sweet and heady, a promise that I have a place in the world upheld by my faith to it. I mourned with the others at the meeting and our despair became something I can use to protect them."
Erin takes a deep breath. Her napkin towel crinkles. "I won't say that there's no such thing as bad habits with Glamour. Like men who love money, some Lost start seeing people as dispensaries that provide them power."
"...But if I am sustained because the world is beautiful, and abundant, because I am part of it and of it and in it...is that wrong?"
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When she speaks it's strange. Not hard or distant, but with a kind of quiet awe. "Out in the party is a bedsheet ghost, a youngblood lass named Undine. We met at a drinking game where you share your life experiences, and bonded over both of us loving women, her ideas new and unsure, mine tested and complicated. I took what rose from that bond and it tasted of fellowship and relief."
"With SecUnit I listen to the stories it loves and come to love them too, to let its passion and enthusiasm warm my heart, and that warmth sustains me."
She can't stop. She's started and it all just comes out.
"Peter Smith was curious about my people and that curiosity gave me what I needed to show him what I would have looked like when we were hidden. It tasted of old pain and new wonder and wary connection, and by that taste I chose to trust him. Captain Stede Bonnet offered me his unconditional enthusiasm and delight and fed both halves of my soul here in this strange place where I feel so lost. A young woman I will not name made a pact with me, and fate itself drips me Glamour that is sweet and heady, a promise that I have a place in the world upheld by my faith to it. I mourned with the others at the meeting and our despair became something I can use to protect them."
Erin takes a deep breath. Her napkin towel crinkles. "I won't say that there's no such thing as bad habits with Glamour. Like men who love money, some Lost start seeing people as dispensaries that provide them power."
"...But if I am sustained because the world is beautiful, and abundant, because I am part of it and of it and in it...is that wrong?"