[She remembers to switch off the comm, not needing it and not wanting the whole ship to overhear their conversation. Lilith is tired of literally speaking her mind where others can listen.
There is white hair at her right, in her peripheral, which Lilith knows belongs to a dead woman. The only other Siren she's ever met. On her left is darker movement, which she is almost positive actually exists, so Lilith will turn to look thataway.]
...
[Time and place to needle and fuck with a man's psyche. Mordecai is many things--murderous, unstable, harsh--but he is also the only trusted person she has on-board. Lilith cannot afford to fuck that trust over for good.
So, Mordecai, please don't be alarmed when she catches your hand and scrapes her glove under it. You know this feel, yeah?]
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There is white hair at her right, in her peripheral, which Lilith knows belongs to a dead woman. The only other Siren she's ever met. On her left is darker movement, which she is almost positive actually exists, so Lilith will turn to look thataway.]
...
[Time and place to needle and fuck with a man's psyche. Mordecai is many things--murderous, unstable, harsh--but he is also the only trusted person she has on-board. Lilith cannot afford to fuck that trust over for good.
So, Mordecai, please don't be alarmed when she catches your hand and scrapes her glove under it. You know this feel, yeah?]
Yup. Bullshit.