Mmhmm. [It sounds like a 'yes', but no, not really. He pulls back and all of her problems are still there, chipping away at her defenses. She can feel the cracks.
Tenzin had held her like this once, after she had gone to face Amon alone, stroked her hair as she cried. But when she thinks about Tenzin, all she can see is his rotting flesh. The beating of her heart sounds like the shovel as she severed his neck.
She leans up and kisses him, closing her eyes so she can't see his knowing look. She doesn't want him to understand. She wants her pain to be special and unique. (She doesn't want anyone else to hurt this way.) The kiss is meant to be a distraction so he can't see the cracks, even though a part of her knows it's a vain hope. She's never been able to hide anything from him and that scares her, even more than the mask.
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Tenzin had held her like this once, after she had gone to face Amon alone, stroked her hair as she cried. But when she thinks about Tenzin, all she can see is his rotting flesh. The beating of her heart sounds like the shovel as she severed his neck.
She leans up and kisses him, closing her eyes so she can't see his knowing look. She doesn't want him to understand. She wants her pain to be special and unique. (She doesn't want anyone else to hurt this way.) The kiss is meant to be a distraction so he can't see the cracks, even though a part of her knows it's a vain hope. She's never been able to hide anything from him and that scares her, even more than the mask.
Maybe she's just trying to distract herself.]