[He rises to his feet smoothly and its only after he's standing that he remembers how much taller than her he is. Seated, with her moving around him, he hadn't felt it. She'd seemed... larger. As if she takes up more space in an area than just her physical form. It's her personality, her presence. He wonders, abstractly, if that's part of being royalty or if its just her.
He follows her through the receiving room, pauses at her shoulder and a little behind to watch as she opens a hidden wall. When she seals it again - no one will know its there. He suspects its sound proof. She could forget him in there, wall up alive, and no one would ever know... It makes his throat go tight, makes his chest feel tight and he simply scans the room from over her shoulder, not moving to enter. It's -
for the first time a completely unguarded and human expression moves over his face and its a 'you've got to be kidding me'. Because the room looks like something out of Arabian Nights and - you've got to be kidding him. Pillows? On the floor? The room doesn't have as many tassels as he'd expect but still -
His eyes slide sideways to her without turning his head and - she looks serious. A harem room. He looks back at it again, still not moving. A second look steals the dry bemusement though. Harem room or not - its a prison cell. He recognizes it once he's past the giant bed and the opulence. The room is nothing more than a pretty prison cell. For him.
It's not so amusing then.
He thinks he could resist her if she tried to force him in. Her hit was strong but - he thinks he's stronger. And he knows he's a better fighter thanks to the Arena. He could refuse... until she used the bracelet. It's hard to breathe again and he measures the in and out of his inhales and exhales through his nose to steady himself. Inhale, hold it, exhale, pause. Inhale, hold it, exhale, pause. She wants him to walk into a prison cell and let himself be sealed away and forgotten.
What's his alternative? Fight? She's already given him a better opportunity and more kindness than anyone else in this nightmare. If he helps - he might get more.
And a small, quiet part of him hasn't, despite himself, forgotten her promise of a ship and the stars...
A hard swallow and he steps even with her. Exhales through his teeth, eyes never leaving the room.]
Food. I should eat soon. If I eat - I shouldn't eat just before you use the bracelet.
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He follows her through the receiving room, pauses at her shoulder and a little behind to watch as she opens a hidden wall. When she seals it again - no one will know its there. He suspects its sound proof. She could forget him in there, wall up alive, and no one would ever know... It makes his throat go tight, makes his chest feel tight and he simply scans the room from over her shoulder, not moving to enter. It's -
for the first time a completely unguarded and human expression moves over his face and its a 'you've got to be kidding me'. Because the room looks like something out of Arabian Nights and - you've got to be kidding him. Pillows? On the floor? The room doesn't have as many tassels as he'd expect but still -
His eyes slide sideways to her without turning his head and - she looks serious. A harem room. He looks back at it again, still not moving. A second look steals the dry bemusement though. Harem room or not - its a prison cell. He recognizes it once he's past the giant bed and the opulence. The room is nothing more than a pretty prison cell. For him.
It's not so amusing then.
He thinks he could resist her if she tried to force him in. Her hit was strong but - he thinks he's stronger. And he knows he's a better fighter thanks to the Arena. He could refuse... until she used the bracelet. It's hard to breathe again and he measures the in and out of his inhales and exhales through his nose to steady himself. Inhale, hold it, exhale, pause. Inhale, hold it, exhale, pause. She wants him to walk into a prison cell and let himself be sealed away and forgotten.
What's his alternative? Fight? She's already given him a better opportunity and more kindness than anyone else in this nightmare. If he helps - he might get more.
And a small, quiet part of him hasn't, despite himself, forgotten her promise of a ship and the stars...
A hard swallow and he steps even with her. Exhales through his teeth, eyes never leaving the room.]
Food. I should eat soon. If I eat - I shouldn't eat just before you use the bracelet.