The lump in her throat is almost impossible to swallow around. She feels tears prick the corners of her eyes. For just a few moments, all she can do is stand there agape.
Her awareness of time is as good as anyone's but it feels like an eternity as she takes what he actually just said to her, and as a few of her own feelings, feelings she had dismissed as just "good friendship," suddenly solidified into something...different.
Her heart twists in her chest. There's no way they can both get out of here. And there's no way they can get a cure without the technology they can salvage from this and...she doesn't believe him when he says he'll survive the turning. OK, true maybe he'll survive, but he'll never really be the same and she knows that.
If she thinks about this any more, she'll talk herself out of her plan, and they'll both be turned.
She pulls her hand away from his, and puts both of them on his shoulders. She can't look at him. If this is really how he feels, then he'll understand.
"I'm sorry," she whispers, and shoves him backwards towards the teleporter.
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The lump in her throat is almost impossible to swallow around. She feels tears prick the corners of her eyes. For just a few moments, all she can do is stand there agape.
Her awareness of time is as good as anyone's but it feels like an eternity as she takes what he actually just said to her, and as a few of her own feelings, feelings she had dismissed as just "good friendship," suddenly solidified into something...different.
Her heart twists in her chest. There's no way they can both get out of here. And there's no way they can get a cure without the technology they can salvage from this and...she doesn't believe him when he says he'll survive the turning. OK, true maybe he'll survive, but he'll never really be the same and she knows that.
If she thinks about this any more, she'll talk herself out of her plan, and they'll both be turned.
She pulls her hand away from his, and puts both of them on his shoulders. She can't look at him. If this is really how he feels, then he'll understand.
"I'm sorry," she whispers, and shoves him backwards towards the teleporter.