The shadowy image of a faceless, elusive organization bloomed in Priya's mind's eye. Dark menacing figures looming over her, but like mist, unable to be touched or captured. Out of reach, even for the living. However, this wasn't as disheartening as it should've been. Theo represented something resembling a lead, even if Priya hadn't come into this conversation looking to get back at her own murderers.
She didn't miss Theo's frown, picking up on the forbidding bent to it, but it didn't stop her from saying, “I want to help- Can I- Can I help? I want to.” She wished she sounded more confident, but her speech had the same energy as a fluttering bird. Still, she leaned forward, hopeful. A part of her expected a 'no', and knew it would be devastating enough to route her, but the thought of helping would stick with her regardless.
She didn't miss Theo's frown, picking up on the forbidding bent to it, but it didn't stop her from saying, “I want to help- Can I- Can I help? I want to.” She wished she sounded more confident, but her speech had the same energy as a fluttering bird. Still, she leaned forward, hopeful. A part of her expected a 'no', and knew it would be devastating enough to route her, but the thought of helping would stick with her regardless.