[ -- and there it is again, his penchant for somehow making his support seem like mockery...
tear had never been particularly good at deciphering how he was able to do that or what he was trying to say underneath it all sometimes. really, it had always been difficult for any of them to understand jade's unique brand of sarcasm, his way of framing things, but that wasn't saying much: tear in particular had never felt she was best when it came to social situations as it were.
she watches with narrowed eyes as the colonel rounds to the mirror. it goes without saying that she would trust his judgement and expertise on these kinds of things, with all his knowledge and years of experience, but she's weary still in case something decides to come out for him too. ]
Yes. I agree. [ she keeps it short: now that she's divulged the information necessary, she wants to move as far from the topic of her screaming as possible. like with most things that seem fruitless, she'll choose to ignore it -- discarding it for more pressing matters. ]
... Wait, what do you mean by a trick of the captain's?
[ this is the first clue that leads her to wonder about jade's time here, the first inkling that he may have been here for much longer than she'd first assumed. an unseasoned passenger wouldn't think to accuse the captain of the ship, of all people, would they? let alone appear well-used to the captain doing such things.
he was entirely too calm about it all -- too adjusted.
as he leads her through the corridors, she feels comfortable in assuming her inkling was correct and regards him anew: there's a mix of concern and alarm settling in her chest. ]
It's been about a day ... but I should be the one asking you that. [ she presses a hand to her bosom, closed in a fist, as though the pressure would quell the feelings there. ] As far as I recall, I saw you not too long ago ... and yet you're here, and know your way around. Just what's going on here, Colonel? None of this makes any sense.
[ tear lifts her gaze to his face, meeting his eyes. this was the colonel, she knows it isn't some petty trick -- so how? ]
i can't grammar even on the best of days no worries B)
tear had never been particularly good at deciphering how he was able to do that or what he was trying to say underneath it all sometimes.
really, it had always been difficult for any of them to understand jade's unique brand of sarcasm, his way of framing things, but that wasn't saying much:
tear in particular had never felt she was best when it came to social situations as it were.
she watches with narrowed eyes as the colonel rounds to the mirror.
it goes without saying that she would trust his judgement and expertise on these kinds of things, with all his knowledge and years of experience, but she's weary still in case something decides to come out for him too. ]
Yes. I agree. [ she keeps it short: now that she's divulged the information necessary, she wants to move as far from the topic of her screaming as possible.
like with most things that seem fruitless, she'll choose to ignore it -- discarding it for more pressing matters. ]
... Wait, what do you mean by a trick of the captain's?
[ this is the first clue that leads her to wonder about jade's time here, the first inkling that he may have been here for much longer than she'd first assumed.
an unseasoned passenger wouldn't think to accuse the captain of the ship, of all people, would they? let alone appear well-used to the captain doing such things.
he was entirely too calm about it all -- too adjusted.
as he leads her through the corridors, she feels comfortable in assuming her inkling was correct and regards him anew:
there's a mix of concern and alarm settling in her chest. ]
It's been about a day ... but I should be the one asking you that. [ she presses a hand to her bosom, closed in a fist, as though the pressure would quell the feelings there. ]
As far as I recall, I saw you not too long ago ... and yet you're here, and know your way around.
Just what's going on here, Colonel? None of this makes any sense.
[ tear lifts her gaze to his face, meeting his eyes. this was the colonel, she knows it isn't some petty trick -- so how? ]