WHO: Ellie, Abby WHAT: Ellie and Abby finally cross paths. WHEN: Somewhere in between the world falling apart. WHERE: Some corner of Kirkwall's Lowtown. NOTES: VIOLENCE, probs some references to other violence/torture/death. It's on sight with them.
Ellie rests her hands on her hips, lets the question roll over her, and rocks back, looking at the ground. She knows what Abby's asking, and why. But it still aches.
God, she needs to get out of here. To be anywhere else, to not be pinned down by those fucking eyes.
"Yeah."
A muscle works in her jaw. She doesn't want to help her. But somehow, for once, it isn't fucking about her. Or even them. She wishes she knew, really, if he made it.
She's glad Ellie averted her gaze before she answered. Means she misses the way Abby's expression crumples into something hurt and anxious, her head lifting as she turns it to look away from her completely. It shouldn't be a surprise, she knows that Lev isn't here. If he was, she would have found him already. She's been asking around, discretely. No leads.
Hearing it again, but from her, makes it worse. Makes it real.
"'Kay." She's chewing the inside of her cheek, and can't quite muster herself to say thank you. If she could, Ellie probably wouldn't want to hear it from her anyway.
It's time to go. Abby's got everything she wants out of her. The rest she can find out by digging around, especially now that she has a name. She exhales lowly, and turns on her heel without a word to leave. Time to find a place, and patch herself up.
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God, she needs to get out of here. To be anywhere else, to not be pinned down by those fucking eyes.
"Yeah."
A muscle works in her jaw. She doesn't want to help her. But somehow, for once, it isn't fucking about her. Or even them. She wishes she knew, really, if he made it.
"If I see the kid, I'll point him your way."
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Hearing it again, but from her, makes it worse. Makes it real.
"'Kay." She's chewing the inside of her cheek, and can't quite muster herself to say thank you. If she could, Ellie probably wouldn't want to hear it from her anyway.
It's time to go. Abby's got everything she wants out of her. The rest she can find out by digging around, especially now that she has a name. She exhales lowly, and turns on her heel without a word to leave. Time to find a place, and patch herself up.