[ she elbows him - bumps their shoulders together. she gets it. she really does. watching is torture, but she's learned how to deal with it through drinking herself to sleep and getting the shit beat out of her in a cage match, so. she gives him what she knows. it's certainly not talking about it. ]
Gotta fight me first.
[ she says, brushing at her mouth with her arm, before turning and leading him off towards the cage. she's not one for weapons, but with her gauntlets? it'll just be like weeks ago, after boothill's trial.
there's a familiarity there that she clings to. that she feels, so strongly. in fact, she echos it a little, as they're walking: ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Gotta fight me first.
[ she says, brushing at her mouth with her arm, before turning and leading him off towards the cage. she's not one for weapons, but with her gauntlets? it'll just be like weeks ago, after boothill's trial.
there's a familiarity there that she clings to. that she feels, so strongly. in fact, she echos it a little, as they're walking: ]
Or try to, at least.