Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140814205432/@comment-7838080-20141219020748

Trust...Is not that easy for me...

Deryn looked to him, her eyes showing someone who had seemingly aged decades, yet was stuck in the body of an eighteen year old. The falcon gripped his hand, and gripped the mask in the pocket of her jacket, almost as a small bit of reassurance.

I have to come to terms with it now...even if it hurts...

"I trust you," she said, "But...it's something that I never can forget." The girl then closed her eyes, trying not to cry over what she had done.

"Amet...I killed a man out of mercy as I looked into his eyes," Deryn's voice was almost a whisper by this point, "His eyes looked at mine even as I pulled the trigger...and I was only fourteen years old..."

"I helped tear families apart, Amet," this time unable to stop the tears coming, "And...because of what I did...I may have lost the only other friend I had."