[He says it like he's bracing for something, Elle thinks. But she doesn't think he's covering anything up... He's being too straight-forward for that.
Think about what he's offering to talk about, Cain points out. It's not like it's a happy trip down memory lane. A pause. It's not like it's something other people like hearing about, either.
Bracing for rejection.
Outwardly, Elle's jitters visibly settle. She knows that what Cain really wants to do is flap over to Joshua's dæmon, but he can't. They can't. They can't even begin to say they're starting to be friends yet. But Elle has an idea.]
There's... a lot I'd like to ask, [she admits,] but... I guess I phrased that wrong. It's not just... that I want to get to know you. What I really meant by that is... [She reaches up to her shoulder. Cain has had an inkling that this is what she was going to do, but he still squeaks when she picks him up and moves him out of his hiding spot. She settles her hands in her lap, cupped to hold Cain.] You... can ask me things, too.
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Think about what he's offering to talk about, Cain points out. It's not like it's a happy trip down memory lane. A pause. It's not like it's something other people like hearing about, either.
Bracing for rejection.
Outwardly, Elle's jitters visibly settle. She knows that what Cain really wants to do is flap over to Joshua's dæmon, but he can't. They can't. They can't even begin to say they're starting to be friends yet. But Elle has an idea.]
There's... a lot I'd like to ask, [she admits,] but... I guess I phrased that wrong. It's not just... that I want to get to know you. What I really meant by that is... [She reaches up to her shoulder. Cain has had an inkling that this is what she was going to do, but he still squeaks when she picks him up and moves him out of his hiding spot. She settles her hands in her lap, cupped to hold Cain.] You... can ask me things, too.