Kiden didn't know what she would've done if Laura hadn't moved of her own accord. She wasn't sure how easy it would be to force her off, without it seeming like she was angry at her—without scaring her.
Laying there, staring at Laura's back, Kiden slipped into No Time. Just for a moment, just so that she could clear her head. The room was overtaken by a thick haze—nothing visible, nothing clouding; more of a feeling, really. She was in control, here. She could take her time, figure things out, and there'd be no one to interrupt her.
Of course, she always came back to the same conclusion: that there was nothing beyond what she already understood to figure out. Kiden sat up with a start, and swung her legs around the side of the bed, so that she was sitting next to Laura. Laura who—hell, Kiden didn't want to torment herself any more by staring through No Time at her.
Tapping Laura very lightly on the arm, Kiden shifted back into the regular time stream, and the air felt as heavy as it had moments before.
She turned her head to face Laura, and considered her words carefully.
“Look, Laura. I'm not sure what you think you sniffed out—an' I know how crazy your senses can be—but that's not something you should be thinking about doing. That you was different. Older. Definitely older. You shouldn't—don't ever feel as if you have to do that kind of thing for me. Or anyone, for that matter.
“It's just that I know you don't remember me, and I realise you don't understand what's going on, but I want you to be happy, Laura. To do whatever makes you feel comfortable.”
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Laying there, staring at Laura's back, Kiden slipped into No Time. Just for a moment, just so that she could clear her head. The room was overtaken by a thick haze—nothing visible, nothing clouding; more of a feeling, really. She was in control, here. She could take her time, figure things out, and there'd be no one to interrupt her.
Of course, she always came back to the same conclusion: that there was nothing beyond what she already understood to figure out. Kiden sat up with a start, and swung her legs around the side of the bed, so that she was sitting next to Laura. Laura who—hell, Kiden didn't want to torment herself any more by staring through No Time at her.
Tapping Laura very lightly on the arm, Kiden shifted back into the regular time stream, and the air felt as heavy as it had moments before.
She turned her head to face Laura, and considered her words carefully.
“Look, Laura. I'm not sure what you think you sniffed out—an' I know how crazy your senses can be—but that's not something you should be thinking about doing. That you was different. Older. Definitely older. You shouldn't—don't ever feel as if you have to do that kind of thing for me. Or anyone, for that matter.
“It's just that I know you don't remember me, and I realise you don't understand what's going on, but I want you to be happy, Laura. To do whatever makes you feel comfortable.”