it feels that way. I've never dated anyone for real, much less multiple people. I know I told you, where we're from you're not supposed to be seeing more than one. Not with any kind of seriousness. I know you and Quentin make it work just fine, but I don't know if I'm built for that.
that's why I need time to figure things out. I think he understands but he's still hurt by it.
I told him we worked it out. You and Usopp were right about Louis, anyway. I'll talk to him.
figures that finally showed up to defend me and ended up fighting with everyone else in my life. Of course. He got into it with Harry too.
It comes easier to some people than others, even from my world. I don't know, maybe it's inherent? Or maybe it just takes time. I'm not an expert.
Either way, I think you should be able to take as much time as you want, to sort it out.
You don't need to talk to him. He's not going to apologize and I've resigned myself to that. He probably doesn't even realize how much what he said hurt.
Or maybe he does. I don't know. It doesn't matter.
It still matters. Even if I don't do anything about it today. He came at you "for my sake" without asking me how I felt about it. If he had, I would have told him to handle it privately instead of talking down to you in front of everyone.
[There's a pause, a beat where Koby doesn't respond, because to say too much would unfold how Hawk's words -- thoughtless, he's sure, he's sure he hadn't meant them the same way, but they'd hit every weak point Koby has -- have lingered. How much it still hurts.]
I wish he'd done that. I think Quentin saw me and just stepped in. It was very dashing, but I didn't want to cause problems for you.
In place of prayer, yeah. Or of channeling life energy, which is more or less how I cast on the daily. Some people use emotion or force of will.
You generate energy, and then things like candles and herbs and chalk lines help you shape your outcome.
[ Matt wants to tell Tim I think it's rarer than it should be, to feel like that. But even though he thinks he might be about to die, that feels a hair too presumptuous. Too intimate. He's already shared more about sex magic in the past fifteen minutes than he's told almost anyone in his life, except maybe Vincent. ]
Still, I reacted badly. I wasn't as composed as I'd like to have been.
It was nice. I'm not used to people sticking their necks out for me, especially not in public, so it sort of took me off guard. But I always think he looks nice.
[ If it isn't love, then it must be sin. And if it is love, then it must be transcendent, consuming, self-sacrificing and without ego, devotion of the mind, body and soul. It has to be worship. That's how you're meant to love God. He never learned any other way. ]
So you have this powerful experience through physical intimacy, which allows you to do...all kinds of magic? It doesn't have to do with intimacy. You used it to track the belt.
[ Alicent moves to take a seat, but stops at Tim’s words. It’s obvious what Tim means to apologise for — the very thing that has rankled inside her since Ash named Danny Johnson in the eleventh hour. She looks down, mouth twisting as her hands clasp. ]
It is — typical, to keep women from ugliness. I should have expected no different in this place. [ From you. Men have always wanted to protect her. They have rarely treated her as an equal — like Tim had. Or she thought. She does not know any longer. Her gaze lifts, fixed to the left of Tim’s head, mind elsewhere. ]
I wish Hawk had not lied to those who loved Embry best or risked the lives of others, including you, for this secret. [ sharper, ] You and Alina have paid dearly for his folly. [ And to what end? Pride? Selfishness? ] I would not punish you further.
[ The Gods take the blood of the innocent as payment. They always have. Hawkins Fuller will hear her condemnation, if not for Embry, then for Alina — the very girl whose suffering he dismissed before all, knowing exactly who might be responsible for her anguish. ]
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