[Beast didn't respond at first, instead concentrating on the difficult matter of controlling her emotions. Any second string circus member would agree that reigning in her temper was not one of her strong points, but it was the same for anything she felt- except maybe happiness. She was quite good at reigning in happiness and hope, for fear it would be squashed all too quickly or ruined by something more pressing to survival.
A few moments and she managed it though, disentangled from him reluctantly, (so reluctantly), her eyes lingering anxiously on his missing arm. Not in anything like at disgust, (she was far more so), but in fear of what that lack meant. That, and the lie she sensed behind it. Because if he said he'd been here a year... Why hadn't he found something else? Even something makeshift-
But like she had every time until she couldn't stand it any more not a single night hence... Beast kept her mouth shut.]
I trust ye.
[Even if she didn't believe in this place... Or even what he said, she still trusted him.]
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A few moments and she managed it though, disentangled from him reluctantly, (so reluctantly), her eyes lingering anxiously on his missing arm. Not in anything like at disgust, (she was far more so), but in fear of what that lack meant. That, and the lie she sensed behind it. Because if he said he'd been here a year... Why hadn't he found something else? Even something makeshift-
But like she had every time until she couldn't stand it any more not a single night hence... Beast kept her mouth shut.]
I trust ye.
[Even if she didn't believe in this place... Or even what he said, she still trusted him.]