[ His tone jokes, but it was no laughing matter for Carolina, not then, and not now. Not if the quiet delivery of her confirmation was any judge.
She had had enough regrets bound up in that burning desire, that all consuming revenge. But choosing to live? That seemed an even better way to accomplish it. She picks up the remains of her second burrito and resumes eating just in time for him to hook his foot with hers, and it takes a moment for her not to freeze up. Their friendship had fallen apart so spectacularly and it had been..not all of her own fault, admittedly. But it had taken her such a long time to realise how toxic and twisted things had become, to realise how both of their flaws had been used against them.
She could try not to read anything into it. And yet, there's something more than just casual contact with the gesture, she recognises it for what it is - a tentative check for what boundaries now lie between them. which is why, once he's settled, she turns hers very slightly, curls her big toe upwards to lightly brush his ankle. Her feet aren't quite so long that she can hook the back of his foot in turn, but this would do for now. Right? Right.
Second burrito is finished.]
When you've fallen down far enough. [there's a hint of humour to her voice.] And I wasn't alone 'down there', which proved to be more help than hindrance in the end.
no subject
[ His tone jokes, but it was no laughing matter for Carolina, not then, and not now. Not if the quiet delivery of her confirmation was any judge.
She had had enough regrets bound up in that burning desire, that all consuming revenge. But choosing to live? That seemed an even better way to accomplish it. She picks up the remains of her second burrito and resumes eating just in time for him to hook his foot with hers, and it takes a moment for her not to freeze up. Their friendship had fallen apart so spectacularly and it had been..not all of her own fault, admittedly. But it had taken her such a long time to realise how toxic and twisted things had become, to realise how both of their flaws had been used against them.
She could try not to read anything into it. And yet, there's something more than just casual contact with the gesture, she recognises it for what it is - a tentative check for what boundaries now lie between them. which is why, once he's settled, she turns hers very slightly, curls her big toe upwards to lightly brush his ankle. Her feet aren't quite so long that she can hook the back of his foot in turn, but this would do for now. Right? Right.
Second burrito is finished.]
When you've fallen down far enough. [there's a hint of humour to her voice.] And I wasn't alone 'down there', which proved to be more help than hindrance in the end.