[ Ai promised to watch until the end. So she does.
Even though her skin crawls. Even though her whole body rebels at the thought of seeing even a second more. Even though there's that well disciplined animal part of her brain that never stops and never goes quiet soaking up the rage and resentment pouring off the screen to use against her later as a reminder; see? you're not safe. why were you ever stupid enough to think you were?
She promised she'd watch. So she does.
It's hard to reconcile, though. She'd been afraid of him at the very start because of exactly this - the rage and the violence. She's learned first hand in all sorts of ways that the Servant who answered her call is never going to be kind or gentle, not even with her.
And yet... even as she watches all this play out, here she is wrapped up in his arms. She knows full well how easily his hands can bruise and mark her and yet he's holding her with the care off someone handling a fragile, precious thing.
Suddenly she's glad that the position they're in means they can't easily see each others' faces. ]
It probably gets worse from here, right?
[ Her voice is carefully neutral. ]
I guess that's technically spoilers. I just wanted to be ready for it.
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Even though her skin crawls. Even though her whole body rebels at the thought of seeing even a second more. Even though there's that well disciplined animal part of her brain that never stops and never goes quiet soaking up the rage and resentment pouring off the screen to use against her later as a reminder; see? you're not safe. why were you ever stupid enough to think you were?
She promised she'd watch. So she does.
It's hard to reconcile, though. She'd been afraid of him at the very start because of exactly this - the rage and the violence. She's learned first hand in all sorts of ways that the Servant who answered her call is never going to be kind or gentle, not even with her.
And yet... even as she watches all this play out, here she is wrapped up in his arms. She knows full well how easily his hands can bruise and mark her and yet he's holding her with the care off someone handling a fragile, precious thing.
Suddenly she's glad that the position they're in means they can't easily see each others' faces. ]
It probably gets worse from here, right?
[ Her voice is carefully neutral. ]
I guess that's technically spoilers. I just wanted to be ready for it.