[ Little things. The firming of the mouth, a tremble in the lid in the otherwise normal course of blinking, but everything else still smooth and collected. ]
Challengingly. [ Truthful, yet unspecific. How like a director already. ] And for you? Scott has said he will stay?
not a problem! i'll keep it clean and spoiler-free. it has to be experienced!
[ it's an itch, a sharp pain, nagging at her, impulsively — she wants to reach out, wants to touch her. brush her hair behind her ear or, god, just feel her, feel her skin. what was once warm, she now imagines has turned cold. ]
Cool. [ though her tone suggests the opposite, a forced emphasis of enthusiasm. ] That's a start, right? Progress always comes with cost. [ her thumbs point upward, all clear skies. ]
Scott? Yeah, of course. Don't know what I'd do without him. He just [ her cheeks explode in a puff of exhalation. ] — he gets it, you know?
[ Lukewarm, perhaps, in the nature of heat; expanding to fill her larger role and leaving the center a little lacking. She puts together a small smile for Cosima's rickety show of enthusiasm. For their joint farce. ]
I'm glad. Very glad. -- Please let him know.
[ Which she is, though it hardly needs to be conveyed. In between the stiltedness is an entire swamp of topics too painful for either of them to address, however. ]
[ The accent, the soft-spoken lack of edge in her voice -- none of it carries any direct challenge or dismissal. It's just that she remains unmoved. Quiet. ]
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But so long as I am present, Cosima, it will be my guide.
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[ skepticism, thy name is niehaus. ] So, how's the whole, like [ she spreads out her fingers in a stabbing gesture. ] new Rachel thing going?
I haven't seen 3.2 yet, incidentally, but I don't care about spoilers.
Challengingly. [ Truthful, yet unspecific. How like a director already. ] And for you? Scott has said he will stay?
not a problem! i'll keep it clean and spoiler-free. it has to be experienced!
Cool. [ though her tone suggests the opposite, a forced emphasis of enthusiasm. ] That's a start, right? Progress always comes with cost. [ her thumbs point upward, all clear skies. ]
Scott? Yeah, of course. Don't know what I'd do without him. He just [ her cheeks explode in a puff of exhalation. ] — he gets it, you know?
ha, yes.
I'm glad. Very glad. -- Please let him know.
[ Which she is, though it hardly needs to be conveyed. In between the stiltedness is an entire swamp of topics too painful for either of them to address, however. ]
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[ the corners of his mouth pull downward into a frown. ] We had such high hopes for you.
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[ The accent, the soft-spoken lack of edge in her voice -- none of it carries any direct challenge or dismissal. It's just that she remains unmoved. Quiet. ]