[ He'd gotten this far in life, so she absolutely trusts his knife skills in the kitchen. They're better than hers. She also wasn't trained the same way he was, so she'd never needed to have precision levels of weapon skills. If she could avoid a situation ending in violence, that was the ultimate goal. It's how she'd approached the people in white, even if wearing the outfit made her want to throw up.
She wanted to explain to Steve - spill the beans about everything and just rip off the proverbial bandaid. But, he never made her feel like she had to justify her reaction or why it had been so strong or what skeletons it had rattled in her closet.
But either way, Waverly had gotten too close to a truth about this place. She'd only tried to share what she'd discovered with everyone else the fastest way possible and it had backfired. She wanted to do what was best for everyone and had been punished for it.
When Steve returns, she quickly opens the door. She'd pulled a few books off of the shelf to fill the time. It would also save her the trouble in the middle of the night if and when she couldn't sleep. Eyes on the tray, she gives a nod of appreciation - her tone genuine. ]
Wow, that looks great. [ Brushing her hands on her jeans, she keeps her focus in the moment. Letting her thoughts wander like that again wouldn't be good. And not that she thought he'd run if she told him the truth, she just... she didn't want it to happen like this. ]
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She wanted to explain to Steve - spill the beans about everything and just rip off the proverbial bandaid. But, he never made her feel like she had to justify her reaction or why it had been so strong or what skeletons it had rattled in her closet.
But either way, Waverly had gotten too close to a truth about this place. She'd only tried to share what she'd discovered with everyone else the fastest way possible and it had backfired. She wanted to do what was best for everyone and had been punished for it.
When Steve returns, she quickly opens the door. She'd pulled a few books off of the shelf to fill the time. It would also save her the trouble in the middle of the night if and when she couldn't sleep. Eyes on the tray, she gives a nod of appreciation - her tone genuine. ]
Wow, that looks great. [ Brushing her hands on her jeans, she keeps her focus in the moment. Letting her thoughts wander like that again wouldn't be good. And not that she thought he'd run if she told him the truth, she just... she didn't want it to happen like this. ]