[This is new. The way she's finally shocked something more out of him, but he turns on a dime, tense, hurt. If he's a prey animal, he's the kind that, if one day he can't keep running off, will attack with everything he's got.
Annu gulps before resuming her composure. Remember all the faces of the people she wants to be. Strong. Sharp. Without mercy.]
no subject
Annu gulps before resuming her composure. Remember all the faces of the people she wants to be. Strong. Sharp. Without mercy.]
Not a friend, indeed. Who is it, then?
[If they wouldn't kill for him --]
Who killed you?