Rhode wasn't looking at his face, opting for his own method of looking elsewhere while speaking. Her nearly syrupless pancakes were pretty interesting what with the careless indentations she'd made with her finger.
She didn't want his kindness. That's exactly what she was hearing him preach about, his own desire for no bloodshed on any fronts, hers included. His kindness towards her was as good as pity right now. She didn't want his pity either! She didn't... but at the same time she did.
"Last night... I almost got eaten..." she mumbled before pushing her tray away and folding her arms on the table.
Things here provided entertainment, it was true, but to no end. She wasn't striving to rid the world of humans here because some apparently weren't humans. Or so they said. She'd just been bored that time with Phibby, but there had been no more victims to her playing. And that girl in town had started it! Only at night did she feel like actually hurting anything, but she'd never been able to. Things hurt her instead; she had the claw marks all over her body to prove it! Now it sounded like things in the day wished to do the same.
"And you'd let them..." she accused, voice deadpanning as she lowered her head into her folded arms. Rhode knew Allen probably wouldn't say that he'd just let that happen, but her knowledge of him seemed to have faded along with the rest of her emotions.
Allen wasn't the only one who felt conflicted now. She didn't know where her family was or if they were even still alive. If they weren't, then did she have a purpose anymore? Did the Noah still exist with just one left? So long as she had been with the Earl, she'd been able to manage as the most long-lived Noah child. Sometimes that had meant being alone until the genes were repossessed, but there had always been the Earl. If he was gone as well... she'd never really been alone.
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She didn't want his kindness. That's exactly what she was hearing him preach about, his own desire for no bloodshed on any fronts, hers included. His kindness towards her was as good as pity right now. She didn't want his pity either! She didn't... but at the same time she did.
"Last night... I almost got eaten..." she mumbled before pushing her tray away and folding her arms on the table.
Things here provided entertainment, it was true, but to no end. She wasn't striving to rid the world of humans here because some apparently weren't humans. Or so they said. She'd just been bored that time with Phibby, but there had been no more victims to her playing. And that girl in town had started it! Only at night did she feel like actually hurting anything, but she'd never been able to. Things hurt her instead; she had the claw marks all over her body to prove it! Now it sounded like things in the day wished to do the same.
"And you'd let them..." she accused, voice deadpanning as she lowered her head into her folded arms. Rhode knew Allen probably wouldn't say that he'd just let that happen, but her knowledge of him seemed to have faded along with the rest of her emotions.
Allen wasn't the only one who felt conflicted now. She didn't know where her family was or if they were even still alive. If they weren't, then did she have a purpose anymore? Did the Noah still exist with just one left? So long as she had been with the Earl, she'd been able to manage as the most long-lived Noah child. Sometimes that had meant being alone until the genes were repossessed, but there had always been the Earl. If he was gone as well... she'd never really been alone.
And if she was, maybe she didn't care anymore.