[ It's on the tip of his tongue to protest, but Matthias isn't quite sure what he'd say. Don't? Let them? Matthias didn't follow her to Ravka to wind up dead. He'd come to Ravka because he trusted her. That trust doesn't have an expiry date.
He hopes it doesn't have an expiry date.
He can't hear hearts or feel them the way that she can, but he believes—and knows, like he knows that Djel is with him even in a land so far away from home—that Nina's heart is true. She could've killed him the moment she stepped foot onto Ravkan soil, but all she's done is held on tightly and tried to prolong what's starting to become less and less inevitable.
But he can't help but exhale audibly through his nose. He wants to protest. He knows he wants to. But the words fail him. ]
You can't run from them forever, Nina. [ He says that gently, curving the corners of his mouth upward. No, he doesn't want her to go. ] You need your people.
[ Even if they're Grisha. Maybe especially because they are Grisha. ]
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Date: 2023-06-18 09:43 am (UTC)He hopes it doesn't have an expiry date.
He can't hear hearts or feel them the way that she can, but he believes—and knows, like he knows that Djel is with him even in a land so far away from home—that Nina's heart is true. She could've killed him the moment she stepped foot onto Ravkan soil, but all she's done is held on tightly and tried to prolong what's starting to become less and less inevitable.
But he can't help but exhale audibly through his nose. He wants to protest. He knows he wants to. But the words fail him. ]
You can't run from them forever, Nina. [ He says that gently, curving the corners of his mouth upward. No, he doesn't want her to go. ] You need your people.
[ Even if they're Grisha. Maybe especially because they are Grisha. ]