[There's a sting of regret the moment his answer reaches her. She had thought it might be different, because his heart was strong, because he might be brave-that it wouldn't scare him.
But it did and even if her terror was towards the doctors holding the sheet instead of the actual form, she does understand. Fear is her middle name.
There's another pause-a point where she almost asks what did it mean because she never understood any of it, outside of the fact those numbers meant she was a failed experiment. Almost.
It's not worth it. Curiosity isn't worth scaring him. Of making him relive something he doesn't want to, in case any part of that fear remains in him. It might be gone now, but they might make his fingers shake. She doesn't want to see it.]
If 'forms' show up, I'll cover your eyes so you don't have to read them.
[She swipes some polish over his shoe-one streak of color.]
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But it did and even if her terror was towards the doctors holding the sheet instead of the actual form, she does understand. Fear is her middle name.
There's another pause-a point where she almost asks what did it mean because she never understood any of it, outside of the fact those numbers meant she was a failed experiment. Almost.
It's not worth it. Curiosity isn't worth scaring him. Of making him relive something he doesn't want to, in case any part of that fear remains in him. It might be gone now, but they might make his fingers shake. She doesn't want to see it.]
If 'forms' show up, I'll cover your eyes so you don't have to read them.
[She swipes some polish over his shoe-one streak of color.]
We can paint over the numbers.