Collette held her own peace, watching with reptilian eyes as ice did the impossible (but so believeably so!) under Koltira's direction. Freeze it out. They did the same thing with warts, she recalls: cold so intense it burns out the virus.
It's a freedom, bought at a price Collette doesn't think Regina can survive. She won't pretend to understand -- bodies weren't meant to handle cold like that, not if the ice had been doing what she suspected -- but what can a girl in the body of a crocodile do except believe and offer the words she did before?
Build on what Koltira's offered. Give Regina something before whatever else wins; wonder if the Initiative will bring her back, or if that will include the detestable thing that had taken such liberties with her, body, spirit, soul.
< He has good friends. He can be funny without trying, and he always means well. He's a good guy. Koltira's got it right, 'Gina. There's a lot of people here who love him, and make sure they do what they can so he's never alone. >
Though she can't say they've found him for the months since that thing had appeared; the various sly threats and lack of proper clues to track down his where-abouts, the Initiative's list still claiming him to belong.
She doesn't voice those misgivings. She just enfolds Regina's mind with warm regard, a fondness and happiness with an underlying touch of knowing sadness she can't entirely make disappear.
< Just like you're not alone even now. In the good sense, not the um, in your head sense, though that's where you're hearing me 'cause it's how I have to talk. >
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It's a freedom, bought at a price Collette doesn't think Regina can survive. She won't pretend to understand -- bodies weren't meant to handle cold like that, not if the ice had been doing what she suspected -- but what can a girl in the body of a crocodile do except believe and offer the words she did before?
Build on what Koltira's offered. Give Regina something before whatever else wins; wonder if the Initiative will bring her back, or if that will include the detestable thing that had taken such liberties with her, body, spirit, soul.
< He has good friends. He can be funny without trying, and he always means well. He's a good guy. Koltira's got it right, 'Gina. There's a lot of people here who love him, and make sure they do what they can so he's never alone. >
Though she can't say they've found him for the months since that thing had appeared; the various sly threats and lack of proper clues to track down his where-abouts, the Initiative's list still claiming him to belong.
She doesn't voice those misgivings. She just enfolds Regina's mind with warm regard, a fondness and happiness with an underlying touch of knowing sadness she can't entirely make disappear.
< Just like you're not alone even now. In the good sense, not the um, in your head sense, though that's where you're hearing me 'cause it's how I have to talk. >