But though his speech remained sluggish, his mind was starting to pick up speed again. And right now it was frantically turning over and over the apparent fact that both of them were worried about imposing on the other one—maybe not minding the prospect for themselves? maybe even… wanting to…?
Cassian habitually couldn't let himself want. Want was the death of objectivity. He couldn't trust his interpretations not to fulfill or confirm what he wanted rather than reading them on their own.
Right now, with her… his analytic abilities doubly, maybe triply, compromised… but it seemed so very… compelling…
He didn't do what he really wanted—which was put an arm around her after all. But he dared to say softly, "I can't imagine minding. I mean, I wouldn't mind. …I mean… no need to worry if just for my sake." Oh, pfassk.
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Date: 2019-09-14 04:46 am (UTC)But though his speech remained sluggish, his mind was starting to pick up speed again. And right now it was frantically turning over and over the apparent fact that both of them were worried about imposing on the other one—maybe not minding the prospect for themselves? maybe even… wanting to…?
Cassian habitually couldn't let himself want. Want was the death of objectivity. He couldn't trust his interpretations not to fulfill or confirm what he wanted rather than reading them on their own.
Right now, with her… his analytic abilities doubly, maybe triply, compromised… but it seemed so very… compelling…
He didn't do what he really wanted—which was put an arm around her after all. But he dared to say softly, "I can't imagine minding. I mean, I wouldn't mind. …I mean… no need to worry if just for my sake." Oh, pfassk.