I love your sweet nothings. You always know just what to say.
[ It warms her. She hadn't imagined how Shaw would handle her death, hadn't had a whole lot of time here before she showed up to wonder about it -- but a revenge kill seems absolutely right. Root is still who she is, and she likes hearing it, feels something settle inside her that that loose end was closed.
Rather than explain snapping Martine's neck was a matter of opportunity instead of preference, Root levers herself up on one elbow and tugs Shaw's shoulder back toward her to have her lay flat on the bed beside her, so she can see her face. ]
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[ It warms her. She hadn't imagined how Shaw would handle her death, hadn't had a whole lot of time here before she showed up to wonder about it -- but a revenge kill seems absolutely right. Root is still who she is, and she likes hearing it, feels something settle inside her that that loose end was closed.
Rather than explain snapping Martine's neck was a matter of opportunity instead of preference, Root levers herself up on one elbow and tugs Shaw's shoulder back toward her to have her lay flat on the bed beside her, so she can see her face. ]
You back with me now?