[So that's why he wears his gloves, she thinks in a flash of revelation. It's strange to see his hands bare — almost as strange as going without her own gloves, really — and the bold lines of the array cutting across his palm suddenly manage to drive home the reality of everything he's told her up until now, about alchemy and his world and the things he's done with it.
It's more than just lines on a page, words on a screen. It's real, and powerful, and as dangerous as he is.
And yet it occurs to her, despite that, that this isn't the same as that night in Goldenrod. It looks like it, certainly — his mania, her anxiety, the potential for collateral damage all around. Then, she'd had the right to talk him down. But is it really the same thing now?
Whether she likes it or not, this is war. Pretending it isn't would be self-centered and naive. And as loath as she might be to choke back her lofty moral superiority...they've remarked before, time and again, that she has no right to interfere. Not in this. Not when it's something she can't possibly understand.
She breathes.]
This isn't exactly what I would've called an ideal time for a lesson, teacher.
[She inclines her head in the direction of the monster.]
no subject
It's more than just lines on a page, words on a screen. It's real, and powerful, and as dangerous as he is.
And yet it occurs to her, despite that, that this isn't the same as that night in Goldenrod. It looks like it, certainly — his mania, her anxiety, the potential for collateral damage all around. Then, she'd had the right to talk him down. But is it really the same thing now?
Whether she likes it or not, this is war. Pretending it isn't would be self-centered and naive. And as loath as she might be to choke back her lofty moral superiority...they've remarked before, time and again, that she has no right to interfere. Not in this. Not when it's something she can't possibly understand.
She breathes.]
This isn't exactly what I would've called an ideal time for a lesson, teacher.
[She inclines her head in the direction of the monster.]
Can you stop that thing?