Right. And I'm saying, I'm sure he'd say the same of you, to whatever handsome man he's got rubbing his leg in his private quarters. If you're not underestimating him, stands to reason he'll not be underestimating you. Think that's kind of a stalemate. Or a cutthroat competition that's always going to keep stalling out.
[ Now she twitches her foot away, with a sigh and a press up on the arm of the couch to pull herself more upright again. ]
One, [ dry, sarcastic ] thank you for that image in my mind. Two, [ neither but a bit frustrated ] I don't need you to talk every concern I have into knots. Some of them are justified, and it isn't helpful to wish them away with this fantasy that I'm-- invincible.
[Darras lets her go, lifts his hand clear of her leg. His expression is very weren't we just having fun how are we suddenly on the border of not having fun anymore.]
I'm not saying you're invincible, or that you ought not to be concerned, I'm saying you're up to the challenge and it's not helpful to assume the worst of yourself.
[ She subsides, he'll see it in her shoulders and the drop of her chin, her hands in her lap: a little chastened by that clarification and the accompanying expression. ]
Alright. [ A gathering moment, as she does. ] It's not that I don't appreciate your faith in me. I do. But it's so much, based on so little.
He reaches out to drop his hands over hers. It's a bit of a stretch, given their seating arrangements; he does it anyways.]
Sorry, how long've I been married to you? Now, granted, we started out with a lot of secrets between us--but I've always had faith in you. And it's always been merited. I know you, remember? Who you are and what you can do, and what you've done, where you've come from. I'd say if anyone can have this sort of faith, it's me.
It is, [ is the easy part. If anyone can, it's him. ]
But all you see is the good. And everything here is such a mess in comparison. One day I'll make a real mistake where you can see it. [ So if he can't, no one will. ]
If you make a mistake, you'll clean it up. One way or another.
[Darras twists his hand so he can squeeze hers, reassuring.]
I hear what you're saying. I understand it. But you're selling yourself short too. Even if I'm seeing only the good, then you're only seeing the bad--and if we meet in the middle, that divides it all in half, at least to a wash. You're cleverer than you're letting yourself thing. And I don't blame you. It is all a mess. And it's not as if you can trust everyone around you.
Think we know each other a bit better than that now. But it's not a storybook, me having faith in you. That's real. That's because I know you, and who you are.
[ Yseult's hummed response is not convinced. That's what he thought last time, after all. But what more can she ask for, until the moment comes?
So she follows it with another squeeze of his hand, and when she pulls away it's just to rearrange, legs stretched toward the window and her head in his lap. ]
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But you're all on the same side, aren't you.
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One, [ dry, sarcastic ] thank you for that image in my mind. Two, [ neither but a bit frustrated ] I don't need you to talk every concern I have into knots. Some of them are justified, and it isn't helpful to wish them away with this fantasy that I'm-- invincible.
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I'm not saying you're invincible, or that you ought not to be concerned, I'm saying you're up to the challenge and it's not helpful to assume the worst of yourself.
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Alright. [ A gathering moment, as she does. ] It's not that I don't appreciate your faith in me. I do. But it's so much, based on so little.
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He reaches out to drop his hands over hers. It's a bit of a stretch, given their seating arrangements; he does it anyways.]
Sorry, how long've I been married to you? Now, granted, we started out with a lot of secrets between us--but I've always had faith in you. And it's always been merited. I know you, remember? Who you are and what you can do, and what you've done, where you've come from. I'd say if anyone can have this sort of faith, it's me.
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But all you see is the good. And everything here is such a mess in comparison. One day I'll make a real mistake where you can see it. [ So if he can't, no one will. ]
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[Darras twists his hand so he can squeeze hers, reassuring.]
I hear what you're saying. I understand it. But you're selling yourself short too. Even if I'm seeing only the good, then you're only seeing the bad--and if we meet in the middle, that divides it all in half, at least to a wash. You're cleverer than you're letting yourself thing. And I don't blame you. It is all a mess. And it's not as if you can trust everyone around you.
But you can trust me. Yeah?
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That's why I don't want you making up a storybook version of me in your head again. I didn't live up to it before and I won't now.
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Think we know each other a bit better than that now. But it's not a storybook, me having faith in you. That's real. That's because I know you, and who you are.
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So she follows it with another squeeze of his hand, and when she pulls away it's just to rearrange, legs stretched toward the window and her head in his lap. ]