Lyra looked up at that to glare viciously at him. Distantly, some part of her felt Draco right. Really, why must things be so complicated? At the end of they day they were still just Will and Lyra and they loved each other infinitely. Why was she sitting there wasting their time together on something as silly as a misunderstanding?
Yet, she could not deny that things felt different between them now; the ease with which they used to run around together on the island had faded under the intensity of Will's moods, and before either of them could realize what was happening, the space between them had grown too palpable to ignore. "Don't you call me a fool," she countered, grumpily stroking Pan's wet fur. "All of this, it has a start so it should have an end..." she hiccuped, then angrily wiped her eyes dry. "I wish I could... oh, I know him best here and it's the worst sort of failure to not be able to sort things... he's never looked at me like that before," she choked out, bitter.
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Date: 2008-12-07 03:53 am (UTC)Yet, she could not deny that things felt different between them now; the ease with which they used to run around together on the island had faded under the intensity of Will's moods, and before either of them could realize what was happening, the space between them had grown too palpable to ignore. "Don't you call me a fool," she countered, grumpily stroking Pan's wet fur. "All of this, it has a start so it should have an end..." she hiccuped, then angrily wiped her eyes dry. "I wish I could... oh, I know him best here and it's the worst sort of failure to not be able to sort things... he's never looked at me like that before," she choked out, bitter.