[What Sam decides to pay mind to the icy presence suddenly sitting at the corner of his mind, he'll find Seviilia, lounging like a lynx waiting for someone to throw it meat.]
[ Hello, Seviilia. There's a hum of acknowledgement, followed by a huff of something that could almost be amusement - if not tinged with a faint hint of wariness. ]
(No rest for the wicked. I been meaning to talk to you.)
[ She probably isn't, but the sensation of a slow smile travels over the mental link anyway. Whatever irritation he'd felt at having the true nature of her hunger for pain dropped on him is gone, although replaced with a healthy dose of reservation. ]
(Healed. I'm just about good as new.) [ Even from Zhukov, almost - his healing has grown stronger. ] (Should I hedge around asking you if you need anything, or just be blunt?)
(That depends on how much you're willing to offer, darling. I know you living need that blood of your's to function properly, after all. I'm not a monster.)
[ No, he probably doesn't have an idea. But with what he's seen so far, well. He's not about to call her a good person or anything, but it takes a lot for him to think of anyone as a monster.
There's a thoughtful hum at her question, considering. He'd been able to heal Zhukov - or at least start to - but that might not be a good comparison, either, with just what'd been lurking in the guy's mind. ]
(It's enough for the symbiote, enough to give us this connection. I'm betting there'll be something to pull from. If you're willing to test it, we could start with something small.)
(Well, if we wish to attempt, I believe it best if we do it soon.)
[Better now, than when she was actually hungry and risk something going wrong. Though in truth, given the circumstances and amount of volunteers, Seviilia is beginning to doubt she will truly starve ever again. It was an interesting revelation, to say the least.
[ There’s a part of him that’s aware that this is selfishly motivated - it’s stupid not to learn to control this aspect of his ability, but he doesn’t like the idea of asking someone to practice this with him just for his own benefit. If they’re both getting something out it, it makes him feel better.
after....all that zhukov stuff probably
( You've been busy, haven't you? )
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( No rest for the wicked. I been meaning to talk to you. )
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[Not really -- she hadn't forgotten their brief passing of thought.]
( How is your arm? )
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( Healed. I'm just about good as new. ) [ Even from Zhukov, almost - his healing has grown stronger. ] ( Should I hedge around asking you if you need anything, or just be blunt? )
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[The smile stays hovering between them.]
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He doesn't think she's a monster. ]
( And that depends on if you're willing to help me put it back in. )
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Then again, he really has no idea. No one does, really.]
( Can you take from that which has no life? After all, I hardly damaged Commander Shepard. Not exactly the ideal sample size. )
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There's a thoughtful hum at her question, considering. He'd been able to heal Zhukov - or at least start to - but that might not be a good comparison, either, with just what'd been lurking in the guy's mind. ]
( It's enough for the symbiote, enough to give us this connection. I'm betting there'll be something to pull from. If you're willing to test it, we could start with something small. )
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[Better now, than when she was actually hungry and risk something going wrong. Though in truth, given the circumstances and amount of volunteers, Seviilia is beginning to doubt she will truly starve ever again. It was an interesting revelation, to say the least.
She won't say as much, of course.]
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Whatever it takes, he guesses. ]
( No time like now. )