[ the snort that she gives in response is both unladylike and unamused. when zero turns her gaze, one pink eye settling on him and the other claimed by the roots of a pink lily, she doesn't sense any lethal intent from him. he must be telling the truth.
she wants to bite back, but instead, she lets him in on a little secret of her's. it is more than she can offer, but he gives her something to work with. ]
...I've never had a choice. [ zero's voice is gruff, and and deep. she speaks like she's commenting on the color of the sky; cold facts. ] Not once. Not here, nowhere before.
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she wants to bite back, but instead, she lets him in on a little secret of her's. it is more than she can offer, but he gives her something to work with. ]
...I've never had a choice. [ zero's voice is gruff, and and deep. she speaks like she's commenting on the color of the sky; cold facts. ] Not once. Not here, nowhere before.
So? [ don't perceive her. ] Who the hell are you?