I haven't been to the First in— [ Weeks, at this point. But it feels strange to admit that to him all of a sudden ( the number of nights, just before she'd succumb to sleep, where she would wonder if he could still see and hear and— ). There's a beat, as she seems to shake herself out of studying the food.
She moves on. ]
And I thought it was my job to be the skeptic. [ She raises an eyebrow at him. ] Realistically, one of two things has occurred — you're alive, or I'm dead. Unless I suddenly suffered from cardiac arrest, there was no reason for me to die. Therefore, you're alive. [ For a given definition. She shrugs. She wonders if he notices the way her weight shifts from one foot to the next, as if she's talking through it to convince herself of it too. ]
Based on that: they wouldn't want to bring you back alive, just to kill you again. Or get a whole reception prepared for us on top of the 40 others. [ Better. The tension and the what ifs seep out of her once again, now that she's convinced herself. Aria finally looks away to turn her attention back to the food, studying each dish carefully. ] Which means the food, at the very minimum, is not poisoned. So we may as well take advantage of it now, until they decide to change their minds. [ Eventually, she picks takes a strawberry from the fruit platter, and pops it into her mouth. Takes another, to silently offer it to Ardbert. ]
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She moves on. ]
And I thought it was my job to be the skeptic. [ She raises an eyebrow at him. ] Realistically, one of two things has occurred — you're alive, or I'm dead. Unless I suddenly suffered from cardiac arrest, there was no reason for me to die. Therefore, you're alive. [ For a given definition. She shrugs. She wonders if he notices the way her weight shifts from one foot to the next, as if she's talking through it to convince herself of it too. ]
Based on that: they wouldn't want to bring you back alive, just to kill you again. Or get a whole reception prepared for us on top of the 40 others. [ Better. The tension and the what ifs seep out of her once again, now that she's convinced herself. Aria finally looks away to turn her attention back to the food, studying each dish carefully. ] Which means the food, at the very minimum, is not poisoned. So we may as well take advantage of it now, until they decide to change their minds. [ Eventually, she picks takes a strawberry from the fruit platter, and pops it into her mouth. Takes another, to silently offer it to Ardbert. ]